"6 Months Clean" lyrics
I was 6 months clean
Molly no drink no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
Wockhardt PT, almost sipped a whole 16
Straight to the face like a selfie
When Money Du died shoulda been there to help 'em
Caught a slug from the gun, .45 Smith & Wesson
Choking on his blood he was helpless
Lost some loved ones and them drugs ain't helping, I been
Taking vyvanse to the face,
See my heart, let it race, ain't got no feelings
Talkin' shit on the net cause it's safe
But won't say it to my face cause they know I'm gone kill 'em
I ain't gotta spend, they still gone spin
Maxo I'm the coach and my YN's blitzin'
Free body, free kill, get 'em murked
Free Durk, nowadays these killas be snitchin'
Show my young nigga how the work a trap
But he rather rob Jack, rather get shit whacked
Lil kid with the switch on the Sig
Like Lids new era bust a cap, they just wanna catch hats
Young nigga got a death wish
Pop percs, sip syrup, I don't sell trish
I was 6 months clean
Molly, no drink, no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
I'm sick of the hate and the jealousy
Sick of the percs now, I'm back on amphetamines
Baby momma I'm sick of her drama
Can't see my lil daughter cause child support threatening me
Purple lean over ice, ima spike me a sprite
Mixing shrooms and balloons with the ketamine
Off them jiggas like Jay-Z and Boosie
Put one in her booty while she snorting tusi
6 Months clean I was sober
Papa Max had had a heart attack
Mama still need closure
Thinking 'bout Madu every second
Having nightmares every night she restless
Told my mama go see the doctor,
He wrote her prescription for antidepressants
They just brought up my problems
Paranoid she be trippin', switching up moods it'll change in a second
Bow my head and I pray to the heavenly father
Give her the strength to go on and move forward
Father God let me repent,
For the sins that I did and about to commit, I'm sorry
Since Madu been gone ion got no love and my heart turned chrome
And I pray that the bitch they call karma don't come for my daughter
Ima send karma obsessed with my father
I was 6 months clean
Molly no drink no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
Wockhardt PT, almost sipped a whole 16
Straight to the face like a selfie
When Money Du died shoulda been there to help 'em
Caught a slug from the gun, .45 Smith & Wesson
Choking on his blood he was helpless
Lost some loved ones and them drugs ain't helping, I been
Taking vyvanse to the face,
See my heart, let it race, ain't got no feelings
Talkin' shit on net cause it's safe,
But won't say it to my face cause they know I'm gone kill 'em
I ain't gotta spend, they still gone spin
Maxo I'm the coach and my YN's blitzin'
Free body, free kill, get 'em murked
Free Durk, nowadays these killas be snitchin'
Show my young nigga how to work a trap
But he rather rob Jack, rather get shit whacked
Lil kid with the switch on the Sig
Like Lids new era bust a cap, they just wanna catch hats
Young nigga got a death wish
Pop percs, sip syrup, I don't sell trish
I was 6 months clean
Molly, no drink, no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
Molly no drink no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
Wockhardt PT, almost sipped a whole 16
Straight to the face like a selfie
When Money Du died shoulda been there to help 'em
Caught a slug from the gun, .45 Smith & Wesson
Choking on his blood he was helpless
Lost some loved ones and them drugs ain't helping, I been
Taking vyvanse to the face,
See my heart, let it race, ain't got no feelings
Talkin' shit on the net cause it's safe
But won't say it to my face cause they know I'm gone kill 'em
I ain't gotta spend, they still gone spin
Maxo I'm the coach and my YN's blitzin'
Free body, free kill, get 'em murked
Free Durk, nowadays these killas be snitchin'
Show my young nigga how the work a trap
But he rather rob Jack, rather get shit whacked
Lil kid with the switch on the Sig
Like Lids new era bust a cap, they just wanna catch hats
Young nigga got a death wish
Pop percs, sip syrup, I don't sell trish
I was 6 months clean
Molly, no drink, no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
I'm sick of the hate and the jealousy
Sick of the percs now, I'm back on amphetamines
Baby momma I'm sick of her drama
Can't see my lil daughter cause child support threatening me
Purple lean over ice, ima spike me a sprite
Mixing shrooms and balloons with the ketamine
Off them jiggas like Jay-Z and Boosie
Put one in her booty while she snorting tusi
6 Months clean I was sober
Papa Max had had a heart attack
Mama still need closure
Thinking 'bout Madu every second
Having nightmares every night she restless
Told my mama go see the doctor,
He wrote her prescription for antidepressants
They just brought up my problems
Paranoid she be trippin', switching up moods it'll change in a second
Bow my head and I pray to the heavenly father
Give her the strength to go on and move forward
Father God let me repent,
For the sins that I did and about to commit, I'm sorry
Since Madu been gone ion got no love and my heart turned chrome
And I pray that the bitch they call karma don't come for my daughter
Ima send karma obsessed with my father
I was 6 months clean
Molly no drink no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
Wockhardt PT, almost sipped a whole 16
Straight to the face like a selfie
When Money Du died shoulda been there to help 'em
Caught a slug from the gun, .45 Smith & Wesson
Choking on his blood he was helpless
Lost some loved ones and them drugs ain't helping, I been
Taking vyvanse to the face,
See my heart, let it race, ain't got no feelings
Talkin' shit on net cause it's safe,
But won't say it to my face cause they know I'm gone kill 'em
I ain't gotta spend, they still gone spin
Maxo I'm the coach and my YN's blitzin'
Free body, free kill, get 'em murked
Free Durk, nowadays these killas be snitchin'
Show my young nigga how to work a trap
But he rather rob Jack, rather get shit whacked
Lil kid with the switch on the Sig
Like Lids new era bust a cap, they just wanna catch hats
Young nigga got a death wish
Pop percs, sip syrup, I don't sell trish
I was 6 months clean
Molly, no drink, no lean
But I relapsed can't help it
