Komin’ Klean

Lyrics

[Intro] Come into the motherfucking room like lightening, man Ya nah mean, you ain't even see me and niggas already know I'm there and shit Ya nah mean? Said these drugs got the best of me Bitch got the worst And this rap shit got the rest of me Fuck are y'all niggas really doing, man Yeah *clears throat* yeah, yeah Free Mav, yeah so, yeah so, yo [Verse] The drugs clear like the liquor Stare at the dealer just by looking in the mirror Hear a woman's nose working while I'm still in a dream Dick in her mouth before I woke up out and pack exchange Dough is counted Still the same nigga on the train, nodding out No bed, drool stains on my mother's suede couch Before these bitches started fucking for these words from out my mouth I would cop another pack so I could smoke another ounce Sex a hoe and pawn her father jewels, shallow as the kiddie pool Living by them gritty rules, you take or get took Face of a crook, he fucking both the maid and the cook They double as college students, I'm just paying for books We making trips to the lake for the shook ones, garbage disposal Crash the whip and jump out the shit like the car wasn't totaled Became a czar with the vocals, infest your hood through the postal Poppin' on a nigga just because my dog doesn't know you It's that guy, Smacktrick Bateman Stomach full of someone else's medication Telling Satan I'm gladly waiting, rushing to finish Clutching the spinach, alias cause I'm ducking the sentence He live life vulgar, I'm a pimp like Dola Might spike sodas, Klondike Rover Don't like sober, shit, but I hate the system more We come together ain't no prison they can send us all What options did they really give us y'all? The only shit a nigga saw was motherfucking being rich or poor, or I think these drugs got the best of me Bitch got the worst And this rap shit got the rest of me I said I think these drugs got the best of me My bitch, she got the worst And this rap shit got the rest of me It's what I'm guessing b If you ain't know, nigga Yeah, So