On the Line

I've got so much on the line,all the time Feeling like I've lost my sight In the clouds from the smoke I blow If I knew that it would be like this when I was little I'd have probably thought about the road I chose more Homies blowin' up my phone (hello), but I'm too stoned Right now I really want to be alone Solo, no one on my passenger side I was at peace then the police got behind me I'm like really, I was chillin' trynna have a good time Finally got a little money bringin' out my team People take advantage, trying to plot and scheme We ain't never really had a god damn thing Needed help last spring, it was hell I seen my last dime I told myself I'd never let it happen in the future God had given me a second chance, that's why People say I need to get clean I drink and I'm mean I know I'm never gonna succeed if I don't quit soon But I got a mixed drink and I shot I swear to God it'll be my last time In the GMC Savannah saying "Adios, Atlanta" I'll be back again if I don't die I've got so much on the line,all the time Feeling like I've lost my sight In the clouds from the smoke I blow If I knew that it would be like this when I was little I'd have probably thought about the road I chose more Homies blowin' up my phone (hello), but I'm too stoned Right now I really want to be alone Solo, no one on my passenger side I was at peace then the police got behind me I'm like really, I was chillin' trynna have a good time Finally got a little money bringin' out my team People take advantage, trying to plot and scheme We ain't never really had a god damn thing Needed help last spring, it was hell I seen my last dime I told myself I'd never let it happen in the future God had given me a second chance, that's why People say I need to get clean I drink and I'm mean I know I'm never gonna succeed if I don't quit soon But I got a mixed drink and I shot I swear to God it'll be my last time In the GMC Savannah saying "Adios, Atlanta" I'll be back again if I don't die Shit, I wish I had a Benz to ride in Some friends to die with ? I got no one? confine in But they've going thru the same shit they I've been I think of every cent that I've made The time went by like lightning causing electrocution I was? but chance of losing Better not forget accused of meth abusin' Destined to be dead from usin' I paint the town fluorescent fuschia Maybe baby blue, raised up breakin' rules In the music game getting paid for blazin' views Baby boo was tryin' to tell me that's she pregnant But it's a few days away from April Fools How the fuck we supposed to raise a kid We both wake up everyday confused Like did we fight last night Where the blood come from on the door I was sleepin' on the floor You was accusin' me of cheatin' on you Reaching for the heater in the drawer I was dreaming and I saw you Crawling on the bathroom floor Trying to cut off the vacuum cord While you locked yourself in But that's a nightmare In real life we're eating lobster, caviar and shellfish The night starts around 12ish Me and Slick Man, Hitman, Shawty at the 12 Den Bounced south from the east side Young homies running red lights Speeding in the Hell Cats My whole crew know what it feel like to be broke We supposed to be the have nots Now we have knots in our pocket No catfish, text me I wrote back using Cap Locks "WHAT'S UP, BITCH? You're dead to me." "Maybe I'm dead to you." "Maybe my head's confused." Yuh yuh yuh yea uh yeah