High Life

Filling these bags, filling tight
Tonight is the night I sell
Women, men, children and others
All buy and get what they deserve
Up the nose or through a vein
Tonight you feel alive, feel free
Locking up my safe, out comes my gun
Tucked in my pants I go
These stupid bitches tonight will know
I cause death and destruction
Cause pain and sorrow
Standing down this alley
Standing waiting for m victims
A child of 8 walks over
Asks for a bag of cocaine
100 dollars up front be on your way
He is a minor, a young victim
Tonight is all about money
Tonight is about me getting paid
Pills, crack, cocaine and more
Line my pockets like the night before
I sell to the rich
I sell to the poor
These words I blast listen still
This is a job, my life
Selling up here till the dawn of night
Go home and sleep, start again today