Cocaine

Making your way in the world today

Takes everything you've got

Taking a break from all your worries

Sure would help a lot

Wouldn't you like to get away?

[Chorus: J. Valentine & (Big Syke)

Sometimes I wanna go where everybody

Sells cocaine (Them bitches selling coke)

And the bitches don't be gay (Them bitches smoking dope)

I wanna go where you can't smoke for free (What?)

And niggas get drunk and insane (So true)

I wanna go where everybody sells cocaine

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody

Growing up we was broke until we got introduced to the coke

Bought some jewelry and some Jordans boy and that was all she wrote

We started off on the block selling rocks, dodging cops

A young killer with the Glock, Dayton Ave. was the spot

And we lived and we died by the words that we spoke

So we knew not to speak if they caught us selling dope

My connect, he was plugged, had assortments of drugs

And them bitches at Shop Boy, they ran numbers out his club

He started me off with a ki, bring me back 18-3

And if you're cooking it, don't come

Back, I'll give the shit to you free

I flipped that brick, all this money back, I'm enjoying my run

A millionaire in the making by the age of 21

Bought to buy my sister a salon

Bought my mama a house

Bought my brothers new whips and move 'em both deep in the south

But the feds were at my door for distribution of blow

And now you know why

[Chorus: J. Valentine & (Big Syke)

Sometimes I wanna go where everybody

Sells cocaine (Them bitches selling coke)

And the bitches don't be gay (Them bitches smoking dope)

I wanna go where you can't smoke for free (What?)

And niggas get drunk and insane (So true)

I wanna go where everybody sells cocaine

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Cocaine, motherfucking dope game

Where the fuck I wanna be, life in the fast lane

In the hood with no motherfucking coppers

Bang that music, ain't nobody tryna stop us

Selling crack like it's motherfucking legal

Smoking that weed with my motherfucking people

These bitches fucking everybody when they get drunk

Hey, throw your pussy in the air so we can get crunk

I never smoke for free, too much a fucking G

I get drunk and go insane like a killer bee

I wanna take you to a place where they ain't racist

Cocaine residue still on they faces

On the tip of they nose, on the tip of they toes

On the tip of the fact that bitches, everybody froze

I heard about it, now be about it, that's for sure

I've never been where I'm talking but I wanna go

[Chorus: J. Valentine & (Big Syke)

Sometimes I wanna go where everybody

Sells cocaine (Them bitches selling coke)

And the bitches don't be gay (Them bitches smoking dope)

I wanna go where you can't smoke for free (What?)

And niggas get drunk and insane (So true)

I wanna go where everybody sells cocaine

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke

Hey, hi, it's Philly cocaine, dope boy and I won't change

Peruvian professor, they bought me to talk the dope game

Sink clogged up, niggas waiting on the drain

Can't feel my face, I think I blew out my brain

Head shots, head shots, I reside in Bedrock

I'ma run the town even if I get my leg shot

Kush got me paranoid, I thought I heard the feds knock

Kitchen full of coke, backyard full of dead cops

I got a white girl, she like that white girl

Bring a bucket in the booth cause I might hurl

Ku Klux, I would prefer to live in a white world

Might be, might be, but no, I ain't prejudiced

Hate pussy niggas but I'm fucking with the Mexicans

Ten inches of snow, I'm on the sidewalk shoveling

I wanna go where everybody trafficking and peddling

The mafia is black and Big Meech is the president

[Chorus: J. Valentine & (Big Syke)

Sometimes I wanna go where everybody

Sells cocaine (Them bitches selling coke)

And the bitches don't be gay (Them bitches smoking dope)

I wanna go where you can't smoke for free (What?)

And niggas get drunk and insane (So true)

I wanna go where everybody sells cocaine

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy

Everybody, everybody selling coke boy