Chris Karell - Whole Sack of Dope lyrics

Money makes the whole world spin
If you lacking it then yours won't rotate
As a result, niggas chasing pussy in hopes
That it somehow compensates
Young, broke and handsome
So accustomed to the random
Nuttin' on women we ain't know
But still hit since we're so numb
Johnny hit me on me my cellphone
Saying times are hard like cement floors
Mom's wrestling with cancer and I'm the
Closest friend to a pastor
"Don't wanna bother with issues
I can't handle myself
To completely tell the truth
Even some money wouldn't help
But at least I could pay my tenant
A small part of the rent
Plus my girl has left
Saying she scared of where
This thing might end
Prolly sucking on some nigga dick
Should've listened back then
You warned me but I kept my faith in cupid
How stupid I am
Nevermind, looking at my plate I got
A bigger fish to fry
I'm hitting rock bottom and I can't
Fathom what's happening right now
I never been one of them niggas
Resorting to endorphines or liquor
Rather be chilling but what is a nigga to
Do when life's pointing a gun at
Your head and the index
Finger's almost pulling
The trigger? - Go out and figure
Lately, I been tryna find God
Each day I work my ass off
Paying taxes and bills off
What have I done to deserve this?-
Let me know"

Dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
Cuz I got holes in my pockets
Yeah, I said dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
Cuz I got holes in my pockets

In terms of empty pockets
I'm a connoisseur, I get it
Music cost me quite a fortune
Just for someone to hate on it
When they be on their pads
Behind their screens
It's easy to tear everything - down
But this is something that I'd die for
The hours I lost I can't catch up
And being conscious is a hustle
It don't make dollars 'less you're K dot
Or Common
Otherwise, you're prolly way too common
If you ain't played in the club
Then nigga you not really poppin'
Anyway, I'm working till my voice
Gives up on me
You should too if anybody's ever told ya
You ain't shit this for all the fathers
Baby-mommas fighting for their kids
Work their fingers to the bones for them
To have what they ain't had
Goddamn, when you're as low as this
There's only one way you can co-exist
With pain - how's the blunt?
Let me know, yeah

Dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
Cuz I got holes in my pockets
Yeah, I said dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now
Cuz I got holes in my pockets