Conversations With a Fiend by Potter Payper
Conversations With a Fiend by Potter Payper

Conversations With a Fiend

Potter Payper * Track #18 On Training Day

Conversations With a Fiend Lyrics

I got this one cat from ends she known me since I was a runner
Still she getting six for a oner
Said that I should come off told her I'm trying to come up
Tilly on [?] said I always got her waiting
Dickhead always banging on my phone she's impatient
Got this one cat he's always in and out of prison
Got a D.R.O said he's trying to lay off the hard ting
Phoned me said he wants some D r o
Got this one ting sniffing like D R Go
OT cats love it when I grace them with my presence
Flying round cunch, giving testers like they're presents
Sams house stinking to the heavens
But every day she phoning me for seven
Terry's always begging know he'd probably wrap me if I let him
Karen's always phoning when I get in have to go back out
Know another's due to phone me, have to take the pack out
Paddy's on this licking off and splashing on dubs ting
Was my friend but now he smokes I can't trust him
Remember when they rushed him
Keir's got three kids and she smokes in secret
More time her life's in pieces
Living in squalid conditions had me speechless
Certain man a rate this
Jenna's always on me for a tick
Phoning me at 8 bells telling me she's sick
Get the same call off Tony, Michelle and Trish
Dan was in Chelmsford with me when I was moving joeys
He don't call me Frankie thinks he knows me
This one cat in country said he grows weed
Said we can talk business nah he ain't trying to phone me
Smokers gonna smoke Billy phone me on the regs
And Alan fucking up cos he keeps smoking on his meds
Swear this fucking game got me living on the edge
Swear this fucking game got me living on the edge

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