Dopetones - Consequences lyrics

[Verse 1: MaterialistiK] Sipping on some Gin, running all these red lights Hear the tires screech in the middle of the f**ing night See 'em riding in the 6, all they wanna do is fight Ask him if hes gonna rob him, he said "b**h i might" Ain't nothing he wanna do more than k** He ain't never been this gone off a pill He got 50 racks sitting on his windowsill Can't wait till a motherf**er makes a mil Out there drilling with 'em shoot to k** Yea he got some checks he can't wait to fill He want a life of luxury, Thats the deal He want 24 karats in his golden grill [Chorus: MaterialistiK] When your future life is on the line All you think about is the f**ing grind All these thoughts are running through the back of your mind As you pull the trigger on that Glock 9' Dropped him dead he seein dollar signs Yea the moneys blinding out his moral mind Drugs got him looking like Frankenstein Hes up in on cloud that's labelled number nine [Verse 2: MaterialistiK] His boys ask him to hit a lick They tell him it should be hella quick Unlock the doors with a (click) Get in the car to go sell the brick Making hella money he thinks hes set Arrives at the house in a black Corvette Only to be met with a pistol to his head Now hes stained the concrete the color red [Chorus: MaterialistiK] When your future life is on the line All you think about is the f**ing grind All these thoughts are running through the back of your mind As you pull the trigger on that Glock 9' Dropped him dead he seein dollar signs Yea the moneys blinding out his moral mind Drugs got him looking like Frankenstein Hes up in on cloud that's labelled number nine