Juicy J — Demon Of Addiction

Addiction is a complex disease but there is hope, recovery is possible. I know you can get help for yourself or for a loved one The help line offers free confidential information and referrals for treatment and recovery support services Ayy man, I still got some [?], man, from 2012 Stunt, motherfucker, stunt Left wrist, right wrist, Rollie on the right wrist Bullets like cancer, you don't wanna fight this Diamonds in the ear biting hard, Mike Tyson Louis [?] you ain't rocking shit like us Regular day, I'm 'bout pick up the pacе I might not bust it right open, might let it sit in the casе We bury drink in the walls, I got some [?] in the safe You niggas do me a favor, go play with something that's safe One in my bitch bag and one on her waist You can come get your bitch back, we done with her face Only come for a big bag, I pop out a [?] [?] that's my first meal of the day I had to fill up the tank, we stopped for gas in the Bay We act a fool with that money but you ain't have it to play I been having that drink, yeah, I been having my way If you ain't having no money you should have nothing to say I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock) I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock) Drinking codeine like it's H2O Busting in her throat, that's birth control In this rap game Juicy J been running circles If the doctor pricked my finger, bitch, I'd probably bleed purple That's that drank, wanna leave that shit alone but I can't, and I ain't Ain't but one place I belong, that's the motherfuckin' bank If ain't about no paper that's a motherfuckin' prank Out here beefing over pussy, that's a motherfuckin' shame Shame on you niggas I'm a OG, I'm just tryna drop some game on you niggas I'm just rolling up that cookie, my white homies call it pot I get faded 'round the clock, I got my Glock I got my wock, I got my... I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock) I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)