DJ Muggs
Attics
[Intro]
Yo, yo, run to the store, man
Grab me a Dutch and a loosie
Bag of Doritos
God bless the fam
And you can't keep the change, man
Yo, matter fact, when you get back
Clean the yard or somethin', man
I got you, yo, yo, yeah

[Verse 1]
My favorite lick dress in oxycontin
He's an oxymoron, how can they not be watchin'?
My second favorite suck a thumb still
Had to smack her and ask her how does her son feel
Yo, I'll serve her if she pregnant too
Rent is due, certainly ain't lettin' you
Yo, my third favorite need a kidney (She crazy)
I try to tell her she's a Whitney (Yo)
My fourth kind only snort lines
Down a fifth before court time
No meal, just pork rinds
Bag of chips, half a Twix, four dimes
Fiends ain't got shit, but they keep you paid
They help me pay for my lawyer, no legal aid
The Ds misinformed us
All that did was have us on different corners

[Chorus]
Another night, another dollar, take a seat on my porch
See how we do it in the streets of New York
We got oxy, suboxy, heroin, shit
Cook coke, reefer and snort, it don't stop
They ODin', but they stop the OGin'
Got a spot I don't re in
And a spot I go to sleep in
(Yeah, word up, yo)

[Verse 2]
My oldhead keeps a favorite stem that he uses, he had it for ages
Told me he keepin' it 'til he back in them cages (Haha)
I die laughin', told him that shit was famous
He kicked a freestyle and stated crack didn't change shit (Haha)
I believe him 'cause he ain't change yet (Ha)
But I don't let him spend his paycheck (I don't)
Couple brews, he got his day set
Lotto tickets and the AIDS test (Haha)
I'm just fuckin' with you
But I'ma get you new boots, ones that fit you
My least favorite talk crazy shit (He bugged out)
Always comin' short, but his lady rich

[Chorus]
Another night, another dollar, take a seat on my porch
See how we do it in the streets of New York
We got oxy, suboxy, heroin, shit
Cook coke, reefer and snort, it don't stop
They ODin', but they stop the OGin'
Got a spot I don't re in
And a spot I go to sleep in
(Yeah, word up, yo)
[Skit]
"This is it
The drug so powerful, it will empty money from your pockets
Make you sell the watch off your wrist
The clothes off your back
Or kill your mother"