Pusherman
Ben Westbeech Lyrics

I make moves and I'm gonna be a
I am taking actions to become a

I'll be a pusherman
I will be a drug dealer

Now listen what I have to say
Pay attention to what I'm going to tell you

'Coz I might just make your night
Because I could provide you with something that makes your night better

You see me in the corner, shady
You might notice me out of the way and suspicious-looking

But I don't qualify
But I'm not someone who can be easily identified or caught

Come up to me people
Approach me

And ask me for somethings
And inquire about what I can offer

I might give you what you looking for
I might provide you with what you're seeking

Some dirty, wicked frills
Illicit substances or activities

Don't ask questions
Don't inquire about the source or legality of what I have to offer

I am selling lives
I am selling drugs that could potentially ruin or end lives

Never need no police
I don't require law enforcement intervention

To come and get me off surprise
To arrest me unexpectedly

I'm always on the slower
I'm cautious and avoid being too obvious or quick in my dealings

I'll never get caught
I believe I am skilled enough to avoid being apprehended

My pocket's get fatter everyday
I'm making significant profits on a daily basis

'Coz I'm always selling it short
Because I'm selling illicit substances for a lower price than their actual value

They game is a nasty one
The drug dealing business is dangerous and unforgiving

It never let's you get away
It's easy to get trapped or caught up in this lifestyle

If you really fought to long
If you've been in this game for too long

You know you gonna have to pay
You know you will eventually face consequences

This is what my business is
This is what I do for a living

If I step up, get caught out
If I am caught and convicted

In prison I will stay
I will be imprisoned

What about my people
What about the people I associate with or sell drugs to

That lie and cheat and steal
Who engage in dishonest or illegal activities

Don't know who my true friends are
I am unsure who my genuine companions are

Is this my life for real?
Is this what my life has come to?

They don't even business
They don't take their business seriously

All the dudes get high
All the drug users are getting intoxicated

The wish gets bigger everyday
Their desire for drugs only increases over time

But you know I still get by
But I am still able to succeed or make a living

We all gotta do a little hustle now and then
We all need to work hard or put in effort occasionally

But everybody knows how the story ends
But it's common knowledge how this lifestyle or business often ends