Drug Free Transaction Lyrics

I was starting to grow eyes

Out the back of my head

You spend enough time in the dark

You're bound to see a ghost

Haven't seen home in three days

(Yeah mane like I'm just really fuckin tired)

But, you know

A brother gotta get paid

Shamrock style

Shattering backboards, I'm making them plays

Found me a backdoor, I'm takin a raise

Shout out to the north, imma fly in

With the shit strapped to my waist

(Cognac to the face)

Pull up imma let this bitch idle

You wouldn't believe, what I can eyeball

Unlike some of you motherfuckers I did em right

Hit the same postcode 10 times overnight

Oh, it feels like a sentence

Scent of gas through the zip lock

Sent it interstate

Time faced like a Piaget

Five O's in the trunk, same shit on my case

Quarter in my Calvin's

Fish scale in my socks

Cash is fuckin flowin, but my

Conscience at a loss

Prada on my skin, yeah

Gucci on my waist

Feeling like Steve Harvey

The suits are on the way

I thought about it for a second

Then I laid the gloves down

Put em right on the floor

I can't do this anymore

I'm moving at a ludicrous speed

But nothing's really new to me

Any, more

(Yeah I seen it all)

Ayyy, yeah

Will heaven, open up, it's gates to me

I shamelessly, made ends meet

The price, of this, is my humanity

I didn't plan to be, to take it this far

Quarter in my Calvin's

Fish scale in my socks

Cash is fuckin flowin, but my

Conscience at a loss

Prada on my skin, yeah

Gucci on my waist

Feeling like Steve Harvey

The suits are on the way

Slow it down

You know the shit ain't watered down

My bitch she getting sorta loud

You know I can sort you out

1500 clicks, I'm takin orders now

Issa, drug free transaction for once

I came to the game with a hand on the blunt

Yeah the cheque's in the mail but the stripes took months

They indict my name, but the shit live on