Cocaine Cowboy

[Verse 1: Danny Brown] Detroit desperado, wrap [?] in a red El Dorado My lifestyle's Fortune 500 While niggas just a crumb inside a world where the bread run it I'm 16 from the slums Street light reflect off the barrel of the gun We expect death, lucky to reach puberty Learned in the streets public school wasn't teaching me Graduate with honours as a cocaine scholar I sell nouns like pounds, birds like birds Clowns ain't heard, words I serve Spit like nicks, rhyme like dimes Roll a dollar bill up snort these lines Fresh off the curb on a quest for the bacon Flip an occupation on the final destination Daily operation, currency chasing Got no patience Daily operation, currency chasing Got no patience for the pennies I ain't waiting Pockets getting fatter because the poetry progressed Without a harness on on the ladder of success [?] in the chest, brew in the belly Liquor in the kidney counting money in the tele