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POM

by Jai Imani

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That I felt something Shit... it got me tripping I'm focused on getting money I can't remember the last time that I felt something This medicine got me tripping I'm focused on getting money I'm wilding out with my niggas, we joking and being funny But don't get the picture twisted we got sticks that ain't for drumming I don't even feel the pain Because these percocets they numb it I jumped knee deep in the gang And lost niggas that I call brother In that Beamer swerving lanes I keep my double cup so muddy In my blunt I keep propane You know I roll it by the nugget Been seeing all type of thangs and quite honestly man I love it I hopped my ass on a plane and seen everything that I wondered My granny had told me take in them rainy days and that thunder Nowadays I hit her Grave And have conversations in front of it All because I can't remember the last time that I felt something This medicine got me tripping I'm stacking up these blue hundreds Niggas hit me up for business Want me to hop on remixes The only way they can get it is to pay the feature ticket Presidential 41 up on my wrist I'm speaking different Is you tryna fuck or not Baby girl just be specific My momma had kicked me out I kept dirtying up the kitchen Residue left on the pots and plates It locked up so it's sticking Reminiscing on my patna couch I'm stuck off these prescriptions Niggas gone come have to shoot me down if they don't Want me winning Know my chopper come with hundred rounds and I don't do no Missing It's crazy my best friend died and we ain't even take no pictures Probably why I can't remember the last time that I felt something This medicine got me tripping Told my momma pack her luggage Get here ass up out that crib and go take her some Place that's sunny Show my niggas how to live They got more options than the slums Take they ass up to the hills where we don't even need our guns But I'm still riding with my stick I can't get out the field for nothing See through clip hold hollow tips Them bitches taking Out a chunk How all these bitches on my dick They use to say that I was dumb Now it's a comma on the ticket and we only went to lunch And that's no cap we spent like six thousand just at the label brunch I just got back and I po me up some drank a eight or sum I pop perkys when I wake I ain't even ate me nothin Probably why I can't remember the last time that I felt something This medicine got me tripping I'm focused on getting money I told em I'm never switching They thought I was but I wasn't Show these niggas how to drop fifty points right before The buzzer Game

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