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cypher 4- drug abuse - sugarshane lyrics

[verse 1]:

drug abuse
lsd, we packing shrooms
smoking with the dogs, pound after pound we letting loose
smoking too much
eyes so bl–dy the lids droop
and this cottonmouth got my saliva thicker than soup
what it do
puffing c-mulonimbus we in the mood
switching drugs quicker than b-tches switching they att-tude
cold heart and iced chain while i chill with a cold brew
sip that sh-t like it was lipton, we different just ask my dude
it’s true
we move grimy, squad kept beside me
quickly rolling sticky so icky that sh-t slimy
stage four eye of the storm is where you’ll find me
only catch me speaking my mind b-tch never mind me
flows in timely fashion. i’m never lacking a challenge
pen never dragging it’s dashing and moving spastic
spittin’ smitten acid i p-ss it like it was lactic
i’m asking for better tasking, relaxing clashing some gl-sses we lit

[verse 2]:

too hot
chilling with goons that make a tune hot
you not gang you an op. i’m letting out two shots
dude’s not ready he stressing right out his tube socks
new thot
gotta put time in ‘fore i make them b–bs pop
rice and thai food
get high like kites do
not diabetic but she my sugar, my type too
i got no credit but like a debit i’ll slide through
i’m not cole bennet but like a camera i’m gon shoot
no pirus
we nothing like you
swore to my dudes i’d fight true
and if i gotta die i’d die too
always keep it real to k!llers whom i’d never lie to
valid opinions when you b-tches talk i don’t mind you
second stage on my metaphase like i’m raichu
if you acting wrong then my ruger gon f-cking right you
twitching i’m schizophrenic messing stepped to a guy who’d
shoot a hollow right through
i think it’s time to die boo

[verse 3]:

sipping to k!ll
i’m switching, flipping for meals
time is ticking. living independent
really gotta make some ordeals
i been living switching women they ain’t never gave a f-ck how i feel
i move different now i’m distant. can you get the f-ck out your feels? like for real
a reflection of adaptation at it’s finest
negotiation with no bias
self medication with god’s grimiest green
stop and i pop morphine
droc got about a pound of weed
fake b-tches texting me
plug slid up with the ecstasy
what’s next for me

honestly i don’t know
heart keep getting cut like it’s c-ke
they won’t get the point till that needle close
sorry for the drastic measures
my heart been severed
december’s when it turned cold
i don’t even feel the hate from my foes
i don’t even feel the love from my bros
i been in the trenches for a d-mn minute now i don’t even feel my d-mn toes
i been dishing love out excessively but i can’t seem to find where it goes
f-cking with a bad b-tch with tats, a fat -ss and an allergy to her clothes
wants me to love her back i said no
but i wanna see how far this sh-t goes

[outro]:

drug abuse
drug abuse
pop it up, light it up, one or two
drug abuse
i’m feeling loose
take a ride get so high in my coupe

- sugarshane lyrics

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