Lyrics Cocaine Cowboys - J. Stalin

Cocaine Cowboys

Every day it’s the same in my hood, nigga\nThem lil niggas came up, they pullin triggas\nLil niggas don’t listen, can’t tell them shit\nThey bout whatever you bout, have your whole crew hit\nI don’t pay for it dog, I never been a trick\nBut if I’m late on the rent, I’ll hit me a lick\nLil Nard still on tenth, flooding the spot\nWent out of town, getting money, til the shit got hot\nBut that’s just like black niggas, just salute the cap\nOne thing bout the rock: you can take it to any block\nTell him «hit me on the hip» when he tryna cop\nLil twin got Es on the corner and center\nAnd Lil Dame rock seem to be the biggest I remember\nFive O’clock rush, better be on your turf\nCause they gon need they fix when they get off work\nSome of you niggas… softer than Nerf balls\nMe and my niggas… harder than golf balls\nStood tall… through the YA and the hall\nOne thing on the mind… that's ball\nSo keep the bricks coming til the ATF call\nIn the beginning, Max was giving me like 75, 100 kilos a week\nEventually, when Max saw I was serious, and this was happening every week\nWhen you bring so many million dollars every week\nYou all of a sudden, you grow, you know, a bond becomes between people\nYeah, that’s my motherfuckin friend\nMe and them together, the coke came in\nI started on Kem, til I got my first Benz\n5 room house… just to count the ends\nThe one across the street? That’s the money we spend\nAnd the one on the corner? That’s the one we stack in\nNo flossy shit, so a nigga blend in\nNo talking on the phone, not even to my next of kin\nDope in a duffle bag, like I’m going to the gym\nSaid he want 2 bricks, hit him off with the twins\n25 for a whole, so that’s 50 for them\nAnd you know me, I was getting em for the 10\nAnd my niggas on the block sell a ki a day and rock\nWhat you call that? Nigga I call that jackpot\nBut I need to fall back cause the town too hot\nI want it all, so the hustle will never stop\nWhere I’m from, they givin em 25 or better\nSo you might as well get yo cheddar\nYou buy a new car, you better buy a new wit us\nMan I’m too clever\nStop grinding? Nigga, never\nYou know, a lot of times I would make a deal where instead of paying me the cash\nOutta this 500 kilos, give me 100 for myself, and I could sell it for 25\nthousand\nSo as the loads would come, I’d be going through and pulling out the best ones\nBecause they weren’t all the same\nI’d be throwing em over here and throwing em over here\nAnd then again, then I’m gon max it out and make it like every trick\n750, a million dollars\nJ. Stalin\nWhat you niggas know about a million dollars in cash?\n100 bricks at the airport in the back of the cab\nI’m getting paranoid, I know this shit won’t last\nFuck, I’m turning over the coke too fast\nFlagged when I’m driving, somebody following my ass\nBut fuck that, being broke in the past\nI find out a nigga snitching, had to take out the trash\nI see them snake ass niggas, time to cut my grass\nThe bricks dead, and they gone in a flash\nTook 72 hours to count that cash\nPistols on my hand, more money in a van\nMore coke on the way, I do it the G way\nEven had the bitch bring it on the expressway\nIt’s a beautiful morning, I’m selling coke today