These days, no
Everyday shit
I gotta get
Intoxicated
These days, no
Everyday shit
I gotta get
Intoxicated
Existential crisis overthinking thoughts i cant foresee
I don't need a psychic just needa get wavier than 4c
Man, why yall in my hair this shit is tough you dont know my story
I remember the first time i tried codeine asked the older homie to get it out the store please
He said yes
He had to act sick with a cough and all
Sounding hella raspy, yeah he brought it raw
Compartmentalize put my depression on mute
Use it as a instrument for inspiration like a flute
I been down down down
So getting high just gets me back to normal
I been down down down
So getting high just gets me back to normal
I dont know if I like sadness or if I like joy more
I dont understand the fakeness or what the whole ploys for
I did u dirty like I'm a stepdad to your daughter and i took her to the toy store
Maan
Man I never not been a savage
I'm really talking like shit does matter
(But it doesn't)
These days, no
Everyday shit
I gotta get
Intoxicated
These days, no
Everyday shit
I gotta get
Intoxicated
They tried to push me outta sync but im not phased
27 club I'm on my way I'm counting my days
They tried to push me outta sync but im not phased
27 club I'm on my way I'm counting my days
They tried to push me outta sync but im not phased
27 club I'm on my way I'm counting my days
I'm counting
I'm counting counting my days
I'm counting
I'm counting counting my days
Aint that some shit
I see in all directions Forrest Whitaker
I'm at the crib
In the pussy but I don't wanna be with her
What's vibrating, what the fuck
Phone said do not disturb
Try to find happiness in her guts but it never works, I'm too hurt
I can feel we're not on the same frequencies even if its like 2 hertz
I can't feel the vibrations so baby I gotta go
Stopped smoking weed started rolling tobacco
Oh shit, you're so fucking stupid
That's what I tell the mirror
Can't see the light I'm not Kira
My note for death
I'm on a boat on a sea of regrets
I just hope I can roe 'gain
But I aint no Seth
Nor the third son
But I heard fun
Coming my way
And I ran in the other direction
I just hope I can row again
But I
Got no paddle
This life is such a hassle