Lyrics to Pop Fly
Had a couple years to think without it
Couple 100 thousand make me think about it
I'm off a couple, I can't sleep in silence, dream about it
I ain't fear no other man except the one inside my eyelids
If it's bluff tough talk
Ya whole fam could catch the hands on walk
Half these fuckas lost inside a lost cause
Damaging their own flaws
No Pistol packin, only stackin money in floor board, you warned
I catch you tongue slipping, bes rip it off
And feed you while it's raw before I raw dog ya broad
Have you tossin suicide notes at mamas door?
Fuckas act like I ain't live before
But half the block was never pavеd in gold
Like some of you beforе, I know a couple that'll let it go
Same ones that let it fly if you too close
Half these fucks wanna see me off the coast
Puttin 5 on my suicide
Get the most up out my overdose
You chose the wrong host to bury in the coach
You keep the feelings up inside and hide from what you love the most
Guess I'm a pill poppin, drug addict faggot with past to match it
So why I feel like death my only action
Don't look for answers to the shit you asking
I still find myself to be distraction
My Heavy eyes rise, with the 6 inch packin
Mostly luck the reason all you fuckas happened
You ain't worth the time or half my fuckin talent
All the same names and topics you don't fashion
My whole fam ain't fuck with you and I ain't even ask em
None of you punk bitches have been adapting
I give it 3 to 5 till it's happy ever lasting
Till it's happy ever lasting
Couple 100 thousand make me think about it
I'm off a couple, I can't sleep in silence, dream about it
I ain't fear no other man except the one inside my eyelids
If it's bluff tough talk
Ya whole fam could catch the hands on walk
Half these fuckas lost inside a lost cause
Damaging their own flaws
No Pistol packin, only stackin money in floor board, you warned
I catch you tongue slipping, bes rip it off
And feed you while it's raw before I raw dog ya broad
Have you tossin suicide notes at mamas door?
Fuckas act like I ain't live before
But half the block was never pavеd in gold
Like some of you beforе, I know a couple that'll let it go
Same ones that let it fly if you too close
Half these fucks wanna see me off the coast
Puttin 5 on my suicide
Get the most up out my overdose
You chose the wrong host to bury in the coach
You keep the feelings up inside and hide from what you love the most
Guess I'm a pill poppin, drug addict faggot with past to match it
So why I feel like death my only action
Don't look for answers to the shit you asking
I still find myself to be distraction
My Heavy eyes rise, with the 6 inch packin
Mostly luck the reason all you fuckas happened
You ain't worth the time or half my fuckin talent
All the same names and topics you don't fashion
My whole fam ain't fuck with you and I ain't even ask em
None of you punk bitches have been adapting
I give it 3 to 5 till it's happy ever lasting
Till it's happy ever lasting
