Wait, yeah
Ignore that bitch
Get in the car and floor that bitch
Go flirt with her that whore that bitch
I'm in the stores that kids wish they can get in
I need to sleep so prescription Vicodin
Dig the knife in the lime that's a natural high
Can't get up I'm too in the sky
The consensus is she missin Ry
Like a movie now her pupils wide
Off a tesla in a tesla bitch now open wide
And you get so creepy with this shit not talking poltergeist
How the f*ck my culture die?
When I die off, am I supposed to lie? Supposed to cry?
When they die off am I supposed to drive to the end of the earth, to try to accomplish something that ain't gon ever work
How do they regret their birth?
Like I don't feel right, sitting passenger in this hearse
And she gon act like she ain't gon see me but she hurt
I cannot fuel the fight cause I know that just wont be right
So I just get high and that'll be how I'll end the night
Yeah
Uh, uh
The focus has to be up, cause if its not
I feel like I'm just giving up, I don't listen a lot
But I got some people that are smart in my life
They all in my noggin its like 7 of em
They talk to me at night, that's why I'm still up
Still tough to go to sleep, I'm in the mirror
With a still mug, hopefully the coffee does me better
Sittin' still inna mug, new drugs, close to love
Hopefully they all know this f*cking stuff
Four door Ford, look at the dash, shoot
I ain't repeating my past moves
I could look up to the sky and get lost too
Speaking of my eyes like why are they crossed too?
Something bitch like a lost dude
Down and switched like he off
He'll sit he's sick of his boss
All problems he run across... dun dun dun dun dun
On the daily too, never turn on the daily news
Im not sure what they gonna shoot
What fake shit you gon try to prove
Not in the sky, so I must move
Bury my mind until it grew
Like I can show you all the proof