$MOKIN' & CHOKIN'

I been smokin' and chokin', my heart is broken Ain't my fault I'm soft spoken Load the guns up, we loc'in I'm on the run but I forgot my subway token Got the whole block woken up, pick up my Glock Dip out the spot, blood shattered from the bullets that I shot Motherfuckers jealous of the gold that I got Turn em into pickle relish, smoke a little pot Cut the sample up, put my shit on top And I hit it even when the fuckin' beat stops In a minute I could make your whole body drop Boy Froot'll never hesitate to kill a cop Smoke a spliff and then I meditate, let my feet flop You know that I delegate who's in my squad Y'all underestimate what we're capable of Put us to the test, we better than the rest Rap saves me from the stress when I'm feelin' depressed It's the best way that emotions get expressed I'm still possessed got a demon in my chest I'm sure to impress even though I ain't blessed And I got sins I won't confess