Cocaine Blues - Flossy, Cold Hart

Ripped jeans, tattoos

Smoking boof missing you

It’s the cocaine blues

It’s the cocaine (cocaine)

No shirt, no chains

I remember I used to be a no name

Just me, just you

You think that I give a fuck 'bout anything

Still don’t, never will

But you know I keep a Glock .40 concealed

Borderland, live to kill

High all day pop another oxy pill

Life’s a dream wish for it was a real

You’re a dream you’re a value give a chance

Cocaine on the table everyday

Snorting lines just to take the pain away

Cocaine on the table everyday

Snorting lines just to take the pain away

Ripped jeans, tattoos

Smoking boof missing you

It’s the cocaine blues

It’s the cocaine (cocaine)

It’s the cocaine, just a no name

It’s like 3 AM out in L. A

Pull my gang up, gold chain up

You know I don’t mind, it’s a far away

Doing all these drugs just to numb the pain

Getting all this money watch it blow away

It’s the cocaine, it’s the migraines

Late night I don’t wanna fight

This time, this time