(And, I hate waking up-)
I been countin' hella, so much paper, bitch, I been in my damn feelings
But, i've been so fucking wrong, mane
I been talking hella shit about you, seeing your name up in my vision
I been fucking around singing about your name in my songs
I been so damn prone, off Ecstasys and pills man-
So damn gone, ha
Aye
You my epiphany, but, you belittle me
I feel like sometimes, you the little me
But, sometimes you always tell about all of your childhood stories-
And, make you feel with me
(Sometimes, man, all that shit- it just be killin' me)
And I know sometimes you be takin' your love and dealin' me
Passing me around to all your friends, now, I miss seal in me
I been sippin Codeine man, yeah, it's the seal in me
I been talkin' hella shit and I think it's the drink in me-
And
I been
Relapsed, off them drugs
Sometimes, I just feel like all this X gets stuck inside my fucking mind-
Bitch, need a hug
Ain't no love for a junkie anymore, or no thug
Dying, on my lonesome
Crying, on my lonesome-
Thugging, drugging, on my lonesome, aye
(Crying on my, aye, aye-)
But, I got these fucking racks, stuffed up under in my briches
I ain't fucking around with you fuck niggas, yeah, none these snitches
I got these hella killers around me, niggas with them switches
Niggas trying to-
Risk their life, yeah, they willing-
Willing to do this shit man, willing to do it for me, yeah
Willing to stick to the motherfuckin' plan, yeah, get to
The motherfuckin' band, yeah-
Yeah, yeah
Free reese, bitch
Out of the pen, hm
(Long live, AC)
Ha, ha