Drugs

It’s fucking crazy, everyday is trash
Smoke hash, fazing to a mental mash
I don’t like shit, I don’t go outside
Bones broken but I’m feelin wild
Silent in a crib, Issa pro era
Head spinning like a propeller
Get my money as a dope seller
What u gon say?
Bitch u know I owe ya’ll nothin cause my soul got sold
And I manage to believe in something
But I get through the day
Fuck ur smiling face
Don’t tryna reach out
Spill my sins just like a preacher
I hanged up myself but couldn’t reach ya
Ye
Blood in the water probably cause my wrist is bleedin for 16 years and I can’t wait a moment
Tired of pretty lies, don’t play me sonnets
Gathering my money just like I can control it
Doesn’t matter that's not funny
I just can’t really forget
And I regret the day we met
Set my mind on better times,
Passionate about it
And we both know it
Drugs just make me arrogant
So that’s what I chose and
Can’t put on my clothes,
I’m missing more shows
Its how it goes.