Started popping pills to stop the pain
But it ain't even working
Shawty I would ride for you
But tell me is even worth it
I just took a loss, and f*cked up
I told you I'm not perfect
Put the city on my f*cking back
Like it's a f*cking Jersey
Big ass magazine
On my waist
I think it holds bout 30
Pain all in my eyes
While I drive
Yeah my vision blurry
I've been in the mud
I'm high as f*ck
Yeah bitch my cup is dirty
I've been spazzing out
I'm crashing out
Just like this shit a durby
I've been bugging out
On house arrest
I'm screaming f*ck the jury
They gon stab your back
Take what they want
Then they leave in a hurry
I can't trust nobody
All alone
Yeah this shit keep hurting
If you ride for me
I got your back
I said don't even worry
Cause I been popping pills
To stop the pain
But it ain't even working
Shawty I would ride for you
But tell me is even worth it
I just took a loss, and f*cked up
I told you I'm not perfect
Put the city on my f*cking back
Like it's a f*cking Jersey
Big ass magazine
On my waist
I think it holds bout 30
Pain all in my eyes
While I drive
Yeah my vision blurry
I've been in the mud
I'm high as f*ck
Yeah bitch my cup is dirty
I've been spazzing out
I'm crashing out
Just like this shit a durby
I've been bugging out
On house arrest
I'm screaming f*ck the jury
They gon stab your back
Take what they want
Then they leave in a hurry
I can't trust nobody
All alone
Yeah this shit keep hurting
If you ride for me
I got your back
I said don't even worry
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Started popping pills to stop the pain
But it ain't even working
Shawty I would ride for you
But tell me is even worth it
I just took a loss, and f*cked up
I told you I'm not perfect
Put the city on my f*cking back
Like it's a f*cking Jersey
Big ass magazine
On my waist
I think it holds bout 30
Pain all in my eyes
While I drive
Yeah my vision blurry
I've been in the mud
I'm high as f*ck
Yeah bitch my cup is dirty
I've been spazzing out
I'm crashing out
Just like this shit a durby
I've been bugging out
On house arrest
I'm screaming f*ck the jury
They gon stab your back
Take what they want
Then they leave in a hurry
I can't trust nobody
All alone
Yeah this shit keep hurting
If you ride for me
I got your back
I said don't even worry
Cause I been popping pills
To stop the pain
But it ain't even working
Shawty I would ride for you
But tell me is even worth it
I just took a loss, and f*cked up
I told you I'm not perfect
Put the city on my f*cking back
Like it's a f*cking Jersey
Big ass magazine
On my waist
I think it holds bout 30
Pain all in my eyes
While I drive
Yeah my vision blurry
I've been in the mud
I'm high as f*ck
Yeah bitch my cup is dirty
I've been spazzing out
I'm crashing out
Just like this shit a durby
I've been bugging out
On house arrest
I'm screaming f*ck the jury
They gon stab your back
Take what they want
Then they leave in a hurry
I can't trust nobody
All alone
Yeah this shit keep hurting
If you ride for me
I got your back
I said don't even worry
But it ain't even working
Shawty I would ride for you
But tell me is even worth it
I just took a loss, and f*cked up
I told you I'm not perfect
Put the city on my f*cking back
Like it's a f*cking Jersey
Big ass magazine
On my waist
I think it holds bout 30
Pain all in my eyes
While I drive
Yeah my vision blurry
I've been in the mud
I'm high as f*ck
Yeah bitch my cup is dirty
I've been spazzing out
I'm crashing out
Just like this shit a durby
I've been bugging out
On house arrest
I'm screaming f*ck the jury
They gon stab your back
Take what they want
Then they leave in a hurry
I can't trust nobody
All alone
Yeah this shit keep hurting
If you ride for me
I got your back
I said don't even worry
Cause I been popping pills
To stop the pain
But it ain't even working
Shawty I would ride for you
But tell me is even worth it
I just took a loss, and f*cked up
I told you I'm not perfect
Put the city on my f*cking back
Like it's a f*cking Jersey
Big ass magazine
On my waist
I think it holds bout 30
Pain all in my eyes
While I drive
Yeah my vision blurry
I've been in the mud
I'm high as f*ck
Yeah bitch my cup is dirty
I've been spazzing out
I'm crashing out
Just like this shit a durby
I've been bugging out
On house arrest
I'm screaming f*ck the jury
They gon stab your back
Take what they want
Then they leave in a hurry
I can't trust nobody
All alone
Yeah this shit keep hurting
If you ride for me
I got your back
I said don't even worry
Writer: Anthony Myers
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