La Pharmacia
Foreign Teck, Bizzy Crook
I pull up in my old hood
They all love
There’s strategy to trapping dawg
We all sold drugs
We all flew to Cali dawg, and got the same price
I took da G5 went there and back in the same night
While y’all was out there posted and shopping personal smoke
I cleared 100K a racks a trip , and then spun the block on a boat
Y’all could Nickle and dime if y’all want 2
Or u niggas could turn this shit up if u want truth
Niggas took it places this ain’t have 2 come to
Islam is my religion
But Santeria for the 1’2s
Used to stash hundreds in a box of sneakers
Then we started shipping kilos in a box of speakers
Had to quit while we ahead couldn’t afford no heat ups
Out the mud and couldn’t come out any cleaner
I’m balling in real life
When they was tryna be Lebrun I was tryna be Phil Knight
Had to know what horsepower on the Porsche feel like
Had to know what side bitches, Sittn court feel like
Started touching more they started to see me less
Y’all was thinking Pablo Escobar
I’m thinking CVS
I’m drunk driving
In that Aston Martin DBS
Couldn’t afford to lose it all I had to reinvent
Couldn’t let it fall on me
When the pressure all on me me
My whole family calling me,
Had to make sure we all could eat
Black sheep to goat
I always been the anomaly
Y’all was buying grow houses fuck em
We buying pharmacies
(Outro)
[Cinco Speaks]
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