Andre Nickatina - Drought Season Lyrics
[Verse: Andre Nickatina]I let the weed be the reason I’m gettin' high and barely breathin'I ain't never felt the affects of a drought seasonBorn winnin' cus sinnin' be my best friendHow can it end when I can't even say where it beginsYou in the kitchen, birds move 'cus of prohibitionAbove suspicion, if you listen you can hear em wishin'My new watch the roundtable of CamelotDark as the clock that got you got after you got shotMaterialistic, cursed man, but still giftedYou should see the way I throw away my parking ticketsStatement mavis, eyes just like Betty DavisTryna cheat on every bet I do to make you have to pay itBrain storming, Decpticonin' and transformin'You’ll be just like you got stung by a bee swarmin'Man this is vicious, selfish, and repetitiousAll about Kahn and the money because its so religiousMan it’s the Mecca, light up the Train WreckaHot as a pepper when the heroin’s a straight steppa'The cogniac’n, Hennessey is how I'm actin'If you makin' money let me break it down in true fractionsDictator, shootin at the spectators,I don’t do favors and I damn sure ain't a life savorThink you can love it, tackle it, or even hug itRap cat for real *****, and I ain't ballin' on a budgetI’m Jessie Jamin', talking loud and PF Changin'They ain't told me to leave yet, I’m just sayin'I’m top rankin, whatcha broke ass thinkin?Money makin' I'm bakin and I ain't done yet drankin'4-4in, Shere Khanin' and Fillmoein'San Anton’in, foul you like Bruce BowenFast livin', weed rollin' and blunt blowin'Like Mickey Cohen, take what ya not knowin' and keep goin'No regrettin', mixed with the no forgettin'No hellos, no goodbyes, its just good riddanceDarryl Mackin', Adidas and my leather jacketAll in ya city, all the time just like a drug package7 sinners, lined up with 7 liarsThat’s 14 lawyers, which one I’m gonna hire?Check the tires, no rims and big beatsCall the dealers 'cus my talents are in South Beach.
