Opioid Crisis

Yea yea, yea yea
 Yea yea, yea yea
 Yea yea, yea yea
 Feel like i popped me a limitless pill
 I'm on my business for real
 Another day another dollar
 Another prescription to fill
 You see how I'm gripping the wheel
 Whipping it doing the speed limit
 88 Chevy like 70 thousand
 A Couple of bricks in the grill
 Yea, that's big Pharma
 Dope fiens was my Kick starter
 Crack house was my crowd funding
 hedge funds from the whipped raw
 Jesus Christ of the crack crisis
 Sacrificed my wrists for em
 Came back in like 3 days and dropped this on em
 Got us feeling Rich porter
 When the plug dropped all the bricks on him
 Then his homeboy done switched on him
 Judis alpo the shits sort of like the same
 Sorta like they gave all that Cocaine to us then They rick Ross us
 Now they pushing these pills on us
 And lock us up for getting rich off em
 They doing niggaz like Flint water
 Get caught with like 3 pills they gone sit you down for like 6 quarters
 Either that or you snitch for em
 Fuck that imma skip court I got big lawyers
 Smith Wesson and Sig Sauer
 With extendos the will turn 12 into 6 boy
 Yea they pissed off cus I made it up outta that trap
 And I ain't lay down or relapse
 I'm in here counting up racks
 If they gotta problem with that
 If they gotta problem with that fuck em
 My youngens are shaking up percs in they soda
 Nothing is personal for them
 They do not feel no pain
 I send em to merk you it's over
 This like like church for the corner
 Weed with a perfect aroma
 They way that I Mastered this shit
 Should've earned a Diploma
 See how im working it don't you
 From the bottom I done found a way
 Slowly adding on to my estate
 So my son and my daughter straight
 I turned an 8th to a lot of weight
 Now I'm doing it the proper way
 Everybody knew I had the drive
 Finally I got it calibrated
 Guzzle Henny from the bottle straight
 Hoping all my sins wash away
 I live my life all kind of wrong Still Get everything that I contemplate
 When you hustle every waking hour
 You ain't got time to stop and pray
 Lord knows I done paid for it
 Still I feel like I got a way
 I'm tried and true
 I survived the zoo
 I know know a lot of dudes that won't
 The prosecutor turned me to a slave and then a lot of dudes got low
 Got the juice back
 Bought me two traps
 I produce that dope
 You can od so my
 New track got a child proof cap whoa
 I'm letting you know it's my time bitch
 You niggaz see how I'm grinding
 I brought extra pills and som fentanyl
 To supply the opioid crisis