In My System midwxst

‎‎‎‎ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ[Intro]
CashMoneyAP

‎‎‎‎ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ[Chorus]
Drugs in my system, talk, I won't listen
Blah, we gon' get him
Ride 'round with protection
Throw stacks, I don't mention
Gettin' your hoe's attention
Shots, you know we sent in
Kick that door, we ready

‎‎‎‎ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ[Verse]
Told that bitch get back, ''Gotta count my racks''
Can't go out sad, focused on that bag
Still reppin' that, nah
Wait on my bag
We ride 'round with that Glock, no we never lack
Haters turn to fans, when your name in demand now
But there's no second chance
You can't fuck up my plans now
Fans in them stands, now
Vans in my pants, now
Don't need no handouts
They want smoke, then stand up
No we hit him, that's a man down
Off that gas, I [?]
Don't want a love with no remands, hoe
You took my heart for grantеd, took that shit for rental
Drugs have been fucking up my head, and my mеntal
I wish that I could stop, but that shit isn't simple
Gas straight to the temple, bro's been off that menthol
Lying continental, feelings detrimental