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DRUGS DON'T WORK
by Jack Pardilla
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Faded and jaded
We got it, we play this
I don't care about what you said
So don't say shit
I'm all in your face with this rap like a facelift
Now I'm up to bat for this cash, hope I make it
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my toes
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my toes
I'm trying to be just like you
Fuck that, be your own man
Have your own plans
Make your own bands
No one's gonna help
Help your own fam
This life can be hell
Hit me on the cell
Tell me what you're going through
If I take more L's, my minds gonna lose
But if I can win I get to the loot
What's the treasure?
Is it money? Is it fame?
Are you gonna be the same?
Now you hopping on a plane but your heart still tame, yeah
Fuck yeah I changed, y'all stayed the same
That's a fucking shame, you a fucking lame
We is not the same, Swerve inside your lane
Let the bullets rain, that's not what I claim
None of y'all is gang, and your guns don't bang, yeah
If you got beef come do something about it, boy
Take my head off my body but I doubt it, boy
I don't give a flying fuck about your new toy
That shit just a prop unless you use it, boy
Yeah I took your bitch, yeah I took your bitch, woah
No it wasn't hard, no it wasn't, no
She gave me a bar, then I called a car
She didn't get far, before she ran back
Stuck like I'm a scar
But I need her less than she needed you, yeah
Blow kush on her chest cause she want me to
Stepping left, stepping right and she lick my boot
Saw her friend real fine, so I took her too
Faded and jaded
We got it, we play this
I don't care about what you said
So don't say shit
I'm all in your face with this rap like a facelift
Now I'm up to bat for this cash, hope I make it
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more (I'd feel more)
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my toes
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my (head to my toes)
Man can you front me?
Trying to get these bands up, know the man hungry
Trying to get her tan up, tucking up her tummy
Material things is all in the lean
I'm mixing it up, the high is obscene
It's all in my gut, I'm all on the scene
I gotta give love, but I'm off of the bean
I'm trying to get up but I'm lost in the green
Faded and jaded
We got it, we play this
I don't care about what you said
So don't say shit
I'm all in your face with this rap like a facelift
Now I'm up to bat for this cash, hope I make it
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my toes
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my toes
I'm trying to be just like you
Fuck that, be your own man
Have your own plans
Make your own bands
No one's gonna help
Help your own fam
This life can be hell
Hit me on the cell
Tell me what you're going through
If I take more L's, my minds gonna lose
But if I can win I get to the loot
What's the treasure?
Is it money? Is it fame?
Are you gonna be the same?
Now you hopping on a plane but your heart still tame, yeah
Fuck yeah I changed, y'all stayed the same
That's a fucking shame, you a fucking lame
We is not the same, Swerve inside your lane
Let the bullets rain, that's not what I claim
None of y'all is gang, and your guns don't bang, yeah
If you got beef come do something about it, boy
Take my head off my body but I doubt it, boy
I don't give a flying fuck about your new toy
That shit just a prop unless you use it, boy
Yeah I took your bitch, yeah I took your bitch, woah
No it wasn't hard, no it wasn't, no
She gave me a bar, then I called a car
She didn't get far, before she ran back
Stuck like I'm a scar
But I need her less than she needed you, yeah
Blow kush on her chest cause she want me to
Stepping left, stepping right and she lick my boot
Saw her friend real fine, so I took her too
Faded and jaded
We got it, we play this
I don't care about what you said
So don't say shit
I'm all in your face with this rap like a facelift
Now I'm up to bat for this cash, hope I make it
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more
Yeah the drugs don't work no more
And finding love starting to feel like a chore
And swear I'm not trying to be a bore
But by now thought that I'd feel more (I'd feel more)
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my toes
Got a bad bitch, coke up her nose
Xanax can't soak up the lows
I don't look cheap, cause I'm worth O's
Dripped out from my head to my (head to my toes)
Man can you front me?
Trying to get these bands up, know the man hungry
Trying to get her tan up, tucking up her tummy
Material things is all in the lean
I'm mixing it up, the high is obscene
It's all in my gut, I'm all on the scene
I gotta give love, but I'm off of the bean
I'm trying to get up but I'm lost in the green