Woke up this morning with a couple of Percs in my pockets
Off the morphine i feel Reckless
Taking pills looking for Cardiac arrest
Reaching for the pills in a Bag channel
I meant a channel bag
I love my girl but i dont Kiss and tell
Im high off a relapse
In here it f*cking smells
Fifty round we got the Fifty cal
Ran away the devil he got To 50 Miles
Before i blewed him off on a sober night
He got backup afterwards Bitch im ready To Fight
Gon need lysol or mr Clean
To wash my demons with A couple of Withdrawals Guaranteed
She a fortune teller
Even a killer jeffery Dahmer
Michael myers
She would eat me all up
Just ate now i got hickups
In my cup aint no liquor
Codeine is full of flavor
Inside i can feel the burn
Outside of it i observe
All the hatred yeaa i learned
All the hatred yeaa i learned
No attention needed i skurt
Yeaa i skurtt with my girl In the blurr
Reaching for the pills for A cardiac arrest
I love my girl but i dont Kiss and tell
Im high off a relapse
The devil did some spells
Empty space i roam
Because my heart is cold
A lot of emotions i show
But its for the good cause
Shawty got that sweet Cake
That sweet face
Good brain
With her i dont face
Or hide my escapes
Burning in hell gates
I tried to run away i did
Now i feel like ghostrider On my harley Davidson
Harley davidson
Ballin like 30 davidson
Ive been feeling like a Burden
Like a burden
Like a burden
Wake up in the morning a Couple of Perkies in my Pocket
High off a relapse
I love my girl but i dont kiss and tell
The devil did a spell
I know well
Drugs i know well