molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok,
this a song dedicated to the broke to the boke yes my brother,
quit suckling the tity of our mother, suffer, pick up a digi and learn to lover her,
you see you take a small amount, then you flip it, take your choice if powder then do not snif it,
its an increase value, not sorrow and a sad mood,
its bad news to hear our mother cryin bout your last boost,
blowin two hundred in two days,
done the same, but still moneys where you seem to find a kind sane,
so adhere to your own belief, pick up an ounce of molly learn defeat and repeat,
molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok,molly meth or cok,
this a song for the broke, yes my brother, quit suckin on the tity of our mother,
suffer, dont make me have to be a biger brother
cus i smoke three blunts and then i choke, toke
still effecting har perfecting
my feeling of home to hope, its broke,
step to healin im feeling like dealing, i wheel in an elbow u-hall full, my alls bold,
to cold to hold, skold imprisonment list of division-ment to re defy the sins and the sentiment,
its grins that pretend, its gin that defends, cus im broke, smokin to clear my minds hope,

molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok,
this a song for the broke, we discover, siting on the real as i hover,
no other to take up to the sky but my brother,
come and see, not games play, stay, learn about all of the shit i think in my day,
yo when will my money come in, when do i need to roll out, well im about to re up,
another blow out, only cops are stressin, no need to learn there lesson,
soon to fuckin figure no need for confession, its on,
sellin will pay for your home, sellin will pay for your phone,
sellin could lift you up off the ground and give you dome,
molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok,
sell it all why be broke, dont need hope, need to cope, grab some cok
check with scope, float, soak into layers of revolt, note,
be sure to check your mirrors when your cruisin with that dope,
float through the Sayers always know what they know,
appearance is key, they all see smiles from me, still no trials for me, ant it wild to be,
it little bit fucked up and im sayin this shit cus i aint been playin,
yall fuckin round with the right, yet right dont even explain it, essential,
somthin to make your tic toc end soon, now what you gonna do to make your ends me ends du,
molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok, molly meth or cok, this a song that i wrote for my brother,
now we can slang with each other, love her, but not a word to our mother,