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Meds Songtext
von Cousin Stizz

Meds Songtext

I smoke the gas up ′cause it's my medicine
All of my bitches look heaven-sent
Had to cut off all that jealousy
Check out my chain and new talisman
Feelin′ better than I ever been (I ever been)
Yeah, I smoke the gas up (Yeah) 'cause it's my medicine (Ayy, damn)
I smoke the gas up ′cause it′s my medicine
All of my bitches look heaven-sent
Had to cut off all that jealousy
Check out my chain and new talisman
Feelin' better than I ever been (I ever been)
I smoke the gas up (Yeah) ′cause it's my medicine (Ayy)


I′m tryna stack up, take care the family
Provide them people depend on me
You talk about what you'll never be
Go out and get it, it′s them or me
Me and my dog went from grams to Ps
We come from way different pedigrees
Where I'm from livin' ain′t made for the weak
I lost a lot of my dogs to the streets
Xing ′round the city for days and no sleep
I get a rush when they payin' the fee
Askin′ for handouts, still waitin' for weeks
These niggas followers, these niggas sheep
Your bitch DM′ing the G for the D
Came out the bin and I'm gone off a bean
I gotta win ′cause it's all that I see (All that I see, ayy)

I smoke the gas up 'cause it′s my medicine
All of my bitches look heaven-sent
Had to cut off all that jealousy
Check out my chain and new talisman
Feelin′ better than I ever been (I ever been)
Yeah, I smoke the gas up (Yeah) 'cause it′s my medicine (Ayy, ayy)


Prepare yourself, anything happens
I seen some shit, wish that I never saw
Smokin' that dope, but I can′t shake it off
Throw you a play, better catch it like Moss
Believe yourself, they ain't like you at all
You could help change the world
Lessons and blessin′s, know life is a pearl
They ain't gon' stop for you, time gon′ twirl
Shit goin′ south for me, but I never pout
Pressure gon' straighten shit out
You starve in a drought, but I′ma muscle it out
That's all I know all about
Cousin locked up, still he gon′ hold this shit down
Make sure he touch down a line, where you get found
Way out of bounds like the foul, so nobody goin' to trial (Yeah)

What are you searching for?
Is it money? Is it cars?
What′s your next thrill?
Is it women? Is it women?
Thrill

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