EST Gee - Misery Loves Company lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] If I could die from disses, I probably would've been cremated (I probably would've been cremated) I came up (M-M-M-Murda) from servin' them sacks of hard to a free baser (Servin' them P's) Arguin' with God, when I paid the bond, He ain't free Kada (Ain't lil' man) You ain't dedicated if you don't hop out on feet chasin' (Feet chasin') ni**as dead broke, say the key to paper is be patient (ni**a, fu*k that) But fu*k waitin', been tryna buck lately (fu*k that) Live local, late break-in High clucked out ridin' with enough rounds then I could truck down You hear that rip sound, ni**a, better get down 'fore he get found Spit it from a switch round, dead ni**a kiss clouds and I'm rich now And I still ain't switch crowds (I still ain't switched up), can't put my blick' down (Can't put my blick' down) And I probably never will (I never will) Red called me from Heaven said, "You better chill" Maybe it was Hell, but I couldn't tell 'cause I'll answer still (Still I answer for a bro) I get high and hope that I'll forget my momma's cancer chills Bullets hurt, made me hooked to ercs, I gotta have my pills She hurt me first, even at my worst, I still pay half her bills (Pay half her bills) If a opp survive through grace of God, I pray he lack again (Lord, I pray he lack) It's OT folks, lowkey want that smoke, I don't be tappin' in (No, I don't be tappin' in) Real gangsta, I can't speak on no beef I ain't active in (On no beef I ain't active in) They respect my money 'cause it's blood, I still act and spin (Blood on my money) Don't just throw your hood up 'cause you from it, ni**a, what have you did? (What you doin' in your hood?) All I need is a yo, lil brodie, chops and a pack of cigs Picture a tent, and sit out front his crib, right where this ni**a live