B I O C I D E

Snow white cocaine sneaker steppin′ Lo mein cookin' on the stove, Burner bloated let it blow Double cross, I′m lookin' both ways Tell me whatcha know mane I ain't ever switched, Bitch I′m perfect, so I won′t change Pitch black cargos, jewel jackin' Wood grain grippin I ain′t trippin, Cashed out, grab and go Grab the pole pocket gold Yeah I did it, I admit it, Bout to melt it all down, That's a way to get my funds up Tradin all the grams for the cash, in advance Half a pound in the bag, Break it down for the masses Everything I did, I would do it all again, yeah I′d do it all again You ain't even gotta ask me Nothing but the truth, You could see it in my eyes Say you bout to do it but I did it, I despise ya You would never last in my shoes that′s a fact Ain't no room to improve, knowledge grew To the maximum You gon see the truth in my perspective, Give it time Imma take you on a journey through the forest in my mind It ain't nothin′ you could do About the outcome, Still you try Line after line, Let it slide Biocide I figured there was not a better way To even say this all, Now that I know what I know, that I know I figured there was not a better way To even say this all again