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overdose - grindhard e lyrics

[intro]
real pharmacist, i done sold it all
from klonopin to oxycontin, suboxone, adderall, morphine, dilaudid

[verse]
i just bought a thousand norcos, so i gotta count ’em
sell all my sh*t in third*person like, “i know who got ’em”
i know where they at
sell all my sh*t in third*person like, “i know who got ’em”
one time i ain’t had no vics, so he got neurontin
“they f*cked me up,” he came right back, too
told this b*tch, “i got a proposition, you wanna make a thousand?”
let me put these ‘scripts in your name, you just need your id
no, for real, find me some more people
put some in some fiends name and they ain’t got a dollar
i done made so many thousands off of norco thousands
you ask me how many pills i got, i’m like, “got a thousand”
nope, i ain’t even got the percs, but my sister got ’em
mad as h*ll, she used to give ’em to me, now she make me buy ’em
my auntie husband stepped on my toes, almost made me shot him
i ain’t buy the drank ’cause he had it in a baby bottle
(i really didn’t buy it)
i gotta see it came from the pharm’ with your name on the bottle
fiend sold me a fake pint, it was hit at the bottom
pulled up to the scene, it was [?][1:00], he was dead on arrival
went to hit a l!ck, knocked on the front, but we kicked in the side door
p*ssy*ass n*ggas ain’t no k!llers, they shoot with they eyes closed
we ahead of you n*ggas like a different timezone
white boy called with a thousand, had to drive to montrose
takin’ shortcuts for precaution, tryna dodge five*o
movin’ cautious with the bag, so i gotta drive slow
in a small hick town servin’ all the white folks
shorted everybody the first time, made ’em all buy ’em up
dope game crazy nowadays, it’s a big difference
the fiends ain’t even wanna buy the dope unless it’s fent’ in it
gave a b*tch my cell phone number with a tenth in it
yeah, that’s how you hook a fish
i don’t sell dope, just talk about it, would you look at this?
had a boy and a lil’ girl, but never had no kids
doc’ used to write me h*lla ‘scripts, i should’ve cloned his sh*t
hold on, i got a bone to pick
n*ggas still stayin’ with they mamas, they ain’t ownin’ sh*t
i started with some people that i know and a phone, that’s it
old n*ggas think they taught me somethin’ but ain’t show me sh*t
for sure ain’t never had no big homie ever throw me sh*t

- grindhard e lyrics

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