Amon - Where the Drugs Lyrics

Lyrics Where the Drugs - Amon



Bro whatcha doin'
Bro whatcha doin'
Go put that back
That's not yours
I ain't for the bodies from you
What you doing
You don't even do this brah
You don't even do this it's not you
You look stupid right now
What would your momma think
What would your momma think
Put it back
Just put it back
Put it back
It's not yours
Put it back
Ay yo yo
Can I just get some help
Don't know where my mind's going
I'm chilling in Atlanta have the california time zone
This will be my Sammy Hegel
State of mind I'm doing fine
Indulging in the comfort of my most creative rhymes
This what got me through the night when the noodles was heavy
Packets of seasoing made it all a blessing
Shout out my reverend
Struggled a lot worried a little kept my head to the sky
If I'm looking down it's like telling the lord he's a liar
But I work hard as hell that's the devil in me
I know im not alone it's actually pity here's a pinny
Penny for your thoughts penny for your thoughts
That's too much for a thot
If you thought about the cut
'Cause if you ask me assume the recessesion
According to Wells Fargo to be honest
I really enjoy my brand new Mercy a lot
The hot wheel version
Unfortunatley I'm an honest rapper or a college student
Sorry babe I'm not a fucking act of God
Give me a goddess so I can grow a money tree
Money made on paper and paper grow on trees
I don't understand why I can't grow them myself
What's my last option?
Okay where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Okay where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Okay where the drugs
What they want coke, lean, pills
For they thrills give em chills fuck the bills
You give me money to kill
Myself
And you so called braincells
Funny how they no jails but y'all locked behind brain cells
Might as well be in prison cause you in a box that's locked
The gurads are society and we still obey the cops
Man, fuck da police
I say that shit again
Man, fuck da police
Man, I say that shit agian
Friends pretened before the end of the weekend
So when the week end they end my trust has weakend
I don't need them I need positive people
Let me be free live life like Evel Knievel
My car just got repoed
Unlce Sam is who I'm about to debo
Today was a good day just only on TV tho
No ice cubes around cause my fridge been broken
Arizona iced tea my pocket still is choking
Give me a goddess so I can grow a money tree
Money made of paper and paper grow on trees
I don't understand why I can't just grow it myself
What's my last option
Okay where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Okay where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Bruh I sent you a dollar
I got a dollar sack on me right now
I'll sell you that bro
What else you need bro
Aw you gonna hide it from me bro?
Okay ha ha whatcha mean bro?
It's that Cali bro
This is that Cali bruh
It's not working
You can't do this?
Dang, like that bruh
You wanna buy that for your mans bro?
Dang okay
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Okay, where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Where the drugs
Okay, where the drugs



Writer(s): Amon


Amon - The Lost Files
Album The Lost Files
date of release
07-08-2016




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