King of Rock

I knew a girl that couldn't tell time without a digital clock
She was out on the block, slangin' rock
In pursuit of the cream cheese papers
Smoked mad lace and she swung many capers

Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cent
But before she made a twenty, ten cent got spent
She's smokin', but bad times got good
When she met an OG from the neighborhood
Now all is well, though her life is a livin' hell
She doesn't know it 'cause her pockets don't show it
They're full like tanks, got money in the bank
Big up all the crackheads by sayin' thanks
'Cause she rolls Lexuses, she ain't doin' no dishes
Her nigga complied with all of her wishes

Uh, she feels like a queen but looks like a fiend
Know what I mean?
She couldn't get her lips off the pipe, not yet
And it won't last long, wanna make a bet?

She's smokin' that (Rock) sellin' that (Rock)
Smokin' and sniffin' and sellin' that (Rock)
Smokin' that (Rock), there is none higher
(Sellin' all your own crack, smoke, sniff, chewin' it)

I knew a nigga, had a car and some weed
He figured this was the only way that he could succeed
He proceed to let the greed prevail

Not long ago, he made his very first crack sale
Now he's large and in charge
He got four, five, six, six, six cars in the garage
It doesn't matter how he got it
As long as his ki's stay heavy and his pockets stay knotted
What he didn't know is he would meet a ho
That would smoke son to son, I call her verse one
She'd get that nigga for everything he got
'Cause she's sniffin' that and he's sellin' that rock

Smokin' that (Rock) sellin' that (Rock)
Smokin' and sniffin' and sellin' that (Rock)
Smokin' that (Rock), there is none higher
(Sellin' all your own crack, smoke, sniff, chewin' it)
Smokin' that (Rock) sellin' that (Rock)
Smokin' and sniffin' and sellin' that (Rock)
Smokin' that (Rock), there is none higher
(Sellin' all your own crack, smoke, sniff, chewin' it)

That's my man throwin' down