Codeine Dreamin’ - Intellectual

[Intro]

Uh, you wanna [?] spend a hunnid bands, uh

( Mhm, ha-ha, Haze! )

I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh

( Oh, HicksMadeThat! )

Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal

Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deals

I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills

Trapped in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled

Jail letters, the feds picking up my dawgs, for real

Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them gloves and steel

Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills

Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed

Broken hearted, preacher reading out that eulogy

Crying' at the viewing skipping classes, fucking teachers

Streets the only thing that tutor me

Play a savage, catch him lackin', hit him, that's what he would do to me

Niggas acting like they really with you, that's what be confusing me

I ain't have no bread first, I was diving head first

Sleepin' in 'em trenches, wakin' up to hearing lead burst

Creepin', get to blicking, no I hit 'em when his head jerk

I ain't love a vicious, tryna figure if her head work

Brought up depression, drown my sorrows in these milligrams

Prayin' we get him, it's a miracle this trigger jammed

Now I lost my nigga so we spin 'em like a ceiling fan

Sippin' on this liquor, tryna figure out this bigger plan

Amiri for my denim, I got racks in my pants

And Twizzy get to shooting, you clapped like some hands

My brothers heartless, they been purging out the back of them vans

He don't care, he fully lost it, because Zack was his mans