Bitch I need some fucking silence so I can focus up
My friends call me a junkie cause I love to take them drugs
But it ain't nothing new to me bitch I've been doing this stuff
And I love to take to them drugs, bitch I love to get fucked up
And I never gave a fuck what she really thought
I say that a lot, I say that a lot
I love smith and wessons and heckler and Koch's
But he got a Glock, but he got a Glock
I'm sipping on purp and I'm smoking a blunt
It ain't enough, it ain't enough
I'm popping these perkies til I'm fucking gone
Til I'm fucking gone, til I'm fucking gone
Ay, what?
Does she love me or love me not?
Ain't switching up my style, I can't switch up for no thot
Cause when life was getting dire, I was still up on my block
I'm like Stan and he's like Kyle, take my day ones to the top
And I don't care
What the fuck you got to say
I can see your fucking tactics but somehow you got your way
Tried to read off from your playbook but no sense was fucking made
Bitch you got into my brain and I still feel the pain
And you showed me the instructions but I had to cut some corners
You just started the chapter but somehow I made it shorter
And we could've made a dollar but you gave me just one quarter
And you told me not to pop pills so I just became a snorter
And my anxiety get the best of me
The floor is crumbling now I fall into my destiny
I see a white light, is it finally death I see?
And I just close my eyes and accept that I'm finally free
Damn, and this shit is just reality
I've seen too many go and that shit made me lose my glee
I promise you won't last a mile in my fucking feet
I lost some brothers and I'm still screaming RIP
Bitch I need some fucking silence so I can focus up
My friends call me a junkie cause I love to take them drugs
But it ain't nothing new to me bitch I've been doing this stuff
And I love to take to them drugs, bitch I love to get fucked up
And I never gave a fuck what she really thought
I say that a lot, I say that a lot
I love smith and wessons and heckler and Koch's
But he got a Glock, but he got a Glock
I'm sipping on purp and I'm smoking a blunt
It ain't enough, it ain't enough
I'm popping these perkies til I'm fucking gone
Til I'm fucking gone, til I'm fucking gone