From the recording Lost
Lyrics
A point five pharmacy
Full filled dime legacy
A point zero gram
Twenty bucks in hand
Three for fifty wrapped
Quarters one hundred flat
Ounces about two fifty
One twelve moved greenery
The big half pounder
Two twenty-four marker
Approximately, spent twenty-five
My twenties stacking high
Counted twenty-five thousand
Orderly, Washington to Benjamin
Rubber banded the hundred
The three thousand end
Had a quick lust
Plus, a rolled fund
Having a royal flush
Meant a neighborhood push
Had a quick lust
Plus, a rolled fund
Having a royal flush
Meant a neighborhood push
Peyote is declared rare
Had a cactus glare
Mushroom quantity was easier
More did mean better
Cocaine was a powder
Nicknamed cocaine sugar power
Heroin made people sick
People still wanted it
Acid made people hallucinate
Over throwing was cake
Ecstasy made me roll
Manslaughter was a toll
Crack was cook-up
Dense, and couldn't cut
Marijuana was a weed
Quality was one seed
Had a quick lust
Plus, a rolled fund
Having a royal flush
Meant a neighborhood push
Had a quick lust
Plus, a rolled fund
Having a royal flush
Meant a neighborhood push
