Wake up, 2 AM and I ain't breathin
I think my paranoia is back, I see demons
I been having all these panick attacks,
I ain't breathin
So I gotta double up on the pack , I been feinen
I'm way too stressed
My life's a mess, take drugs to mend
Won't tell my friends
It'll never end, poppin till the end
I'm the f*ckin trend
#1 Option
So they want me dead
And now they want me gone
This bitch would never know my name if aint drop that song
You think you clever?
Hit your brain I'll put that on my soul
I get that bag and let's go
What's in this bag? Hella dough
Oh yeaaa
Bitch I put on for the city, put us on the map
Goin high speeds, pussy nigga prolly took a gap
I was already on that weed, I could take a nap
I was already on that scene when they took him down
Blocked you, I do what I do because I got to
Member I the times when I ain't have no one to talk to
Now everyone lookin at me every time I walk through
Still don't show emotion, not unless I'm in the damn Stu
Drop that bag I'm tryna take a trip to Cancun
She tryn get high, ask her would she like a xan too?
Run up and we blam you, blow it like a candle
You not much to handle under stress
I'm way too stressed
My life's a mess, take drugs to mend
Won't tell my friends
It'll never end, poppin till the end
I'm the f*ckin trend
#1 Option
So they want me dead
Niggas know I'm finna pop shit
Know that I'm top 10, minus 3 and down 6
Minus three I'm down lit
Yeah, yeah
Try my when I walk in, hit you with that chop stick
Woahhh
I've lost control, God only knows what's gon happen
Really hope one day I'll live outside the past tense.
I'm way too stressed
My life's a mess, take drugs to mend
Won't tell my friends
It'll never end, poppin till the end
I'm the f*ckin trend
#1 Option
So they want me dead