Drug Tested

[Verse 1: Kwame]
Drug tested, I stay high off the richter
I could tell ya what struggle and success consist of
Been felt then, since I picked up the felt pen
And in this instance I wrote I'm intent on winning
It's more like a premonition, not just shit I'm feeling
Bed stuy if I do it I could make a killin', Illin'
Niggas pushing pills, not penicillin, and we benefiting
But no benefactors, and then I factored
The game, I'mma fucking fracture
Son niggas make 'em bastards
They fucked, send 'em to pastors
They hide but when I die give out my passwords
I assert my past hurt
Spark up and pass first
Hitman got' damn, I murder and that's work
Just gimme' the cash first