DJ YoungKash - On Deck lyrics

[Intro] I asked my n***a zoe what he think about this one I ain't even Haitian tho I'm a dread [Verse 1] We ain't never been friends We was never related Boy stop calling me kid You not even a Haitian I be with them real n***as man you already know Who the f** this n***a is, I ain't seen him before I be posted on the block, pack strapped on my gut Spliffs bigger than a b**h smoke it down to the bu*t All these n***as in my hood smoking flock, man f** n***a get your a** from round here I ain't serving you up Everyday bodies dropping when you turn on the news Hardest thing is to survive you can't win nor lose Thats why I'm hungry all the time like I ain't already ate You ain't never had to struggle you can never relate I'm in the fast lane speeding, I ain't sleep in 3 days If he don't grind he ain't getting no pay If you don't mind get the f** out my way These n***as ain't real, these n***as ain't your homies [Hook] Had to slow it down before you go catch a case Cause when a n***a crosses it's like a slap in the face That's why I do my thing I'm moving at my own pace That's why I roll this joint and smoke this purp to the face Cause n***as want money and they claim they own debt But when it come down he ain't getting no check Who the f** you is, I ain't see you before If you ain't in my circle i suggest you better go [Verse 2] When I wan't to smoke I go grab a dutchy pack Break it down the middle then I fill it up with thrax Good green ganja like I got it from the pharma' Presidential blunts like I'm chilling with Obama Come and turn up with a boss baby tell me what you drank If I ain't on the brown I'm probably on the Easter pink Rummy or the Henny I ain't f**ing with the gin And I don't like chasers i just take it to the chin Real pimp sh** and she know I do my thing Yeah I got a lot of hoes but this one here just gives me brain I was riding in that Caddy but I really want that Range But until then guess I gotta grind and not complain [Hook] Had to slow it down before you go catch a case Cause when a n***a crosses it's like a slap in the face That's why I do my thing I'm moving at my own pace That's why I roll this joint and smoke this purp to the face Cause n***as want money and they claim they own debt But when it come down he ain't getting no check Who the f** you is, I ain't see you before If you ain't in my circle i suggest you better go