WHEN I COME HOME FROM WORK, I'M FIENDIN FOR AN EIGHT-BALL
I GOT CRACK ON MY MIND, I'M HEARIN COCAINE CALL
TELLING ME TO BEEP THE DEALER TO DELIVER ME STUFF
KEEP IT A SECRET FROM MY WIFE, CAUSE SHE THINKS I DON'T USE DRUGS
THERE I WAS, BLEEDIN FROM MY NOSE AND DAMN
I COULDN'T BREATHE BUT I'M STILL THINKIN ABOUT THE NEXT GRAM
IT'S FRIDAY NIGHT, I'M NOT TRYING TO LEAVE MY CRIB DUDE
I'LL KILL MYSELF WHILE THE DEALER'S EATING JAPANESE FOOD
I AIN'T GOT NO PRIDE, I'M BUYIN THIS SHIT
I'M LYING TO MYSELF TELLING THE RUNNER I'M TRYING TO QUIT
IT'S ALL MAKE BELIEVE, I PRETEND THAT I'M TRUE
WHEN YOU GIVE ME CREDIT, I'LL DODGE YOU EVERY CHANCE THAT I GET TO
EVEN IF IT'S GOOD, I'LL SNIFF IT UP IN A MINUTE
BEEP YOU BACK COMPLAIN THAT YOU PUT TOO MUCH CUT IN IT
IF YOU FALL FOR THAT AND BRING ME A NEW SACK
I'LL BE MAKING MORE CRAZY FACES THAN JIM CARREY ON CRACK
CAUSE YO I'M RIPPED, I OWE YOU LOOT, PLUS I ANNOY YOU
I DESERVE TO BE MURDERED, BUT THE COKE IS DOING IT FOR YOU
I GOT NERVE, CAN YOU PUT THEM PILLS ON MY BILL?
YO I'LL TELL YOU WE'RE FRIENDS AND WE DON'T EVEN CHILL
I NEED DRUGS