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The money, the shows, the highs
I don't know why I try
It hurts so much
Oh damn I miss my family
These drugs are damn deceiving
Hurts so much
I've been at it for so long I barely noticed it
She said we met a while ago
But I don't even know the bitch
Too many distractions in my head
I'm barely focusin
So roll another blunt and spark it up
So we can smoke again, I'm
Way-way-way too high for this
But I ain't even talkin shit
Ain't apologizing for nothing
Cause I already sinned
I took a couple more shots of Henny
So I could soak it in
You said to step outside of the box
So instead I opened it like
I got way too many genres and albums
I got some folders in a folder
So I ain't even countin
Just wait until the day I'm poppin up
Inside of your browsing
I know it's pissin' you off
Cause you know nothing about it, like
The money, the shows, the highs
I don't know why I try, it hurts so much
They think that I been lyin'
In all the shit I wrote
Tell me why I'd make up some stories
On how I'm goin' broke?
Now I'm dedicated to everything
I put in my notes
It's been only 21 years so I got 6 to go
You say that you hate all my choices
But I already know
Who would like the fact
That I'm puttin' this powder in my nose?
I told you before this was something
You'd see along the road
And I don't wanna hurt you again
So I guess it's time to go like
I-I think I just need to clean up my act
And I should fix a couple things
Before we get too attached, because
I don't wanna hurt you
Like I did in the past
Cause I came way too far
And now there's no turning back
Oh my god
My lungs hurt