4C - Addicted & Obsessed Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
That bitch likes what I
That bitch likes what I make
I divide and decide all of my decisions

Then bring it to their face
We are one of a kind in these trying times
And never f*ck with the snakes
You ain't pray for your future self today

So I like to bring up what's behind the drapes
The kid who grew up to finesse and foresee
His enemies fates
Foreign cars lined up

Comes with the hate I guess
You say that the lord keeps giving me tests
F*ck, pouring it into the pop
Will make you see stars if you drink enough

Bet, if you overdose just hope to see tomorrow
With no problems in your gut or chest
Pink fur and she obsessed with the drugs
Linked with her but this ain't no normal love

Even On the text, bruh
You obsessed with yourself just like Cinderella
But you're not even close to being like Cinderella
You can't get out your place, you a sellout

Tuh, tuh, tuh, tuh, tuh, tuh
You a blackout
Tuh, tuh, tuh, tuh, tuh
Thinks I'm obsessed with her back out

If I want it I get it
I move out of this so called madhouse
Cry when someone die but that's just another man down
Fan it out, fan it out, let it all go

Blow it out the window
Let me know if you still feel that smoke
You're either addicted or obsessed
But could you tell the difference between these two

Or guess what I'm gonna say next
Cause it's apart of what I just said
So what's gonna lead and what already led
To you being addicted and obsessed

A lot of these fish is still in the net
Waiting to be cooked by the chef
You fiends for what you feed for
Or peasants cause you always need more

But what's the rest of this cheat code
Of the mess
What you want you honestly really need on the low
Even if it's heavy go get that gold

Don't pay attention to these other petty assholes
She addicted to the attention
And obsessed by the money that's gon' buy her clothes
Ain't it funny they said it wasn't gon' happen

Then I made it so
I'm addicted to the shows
She addicted to smoking roses
I'm the biggest fiend that's till further notice

Was so far away from home
Like where you going
This time it wasn't even my fault
You gotta be trolling

Trapped in this bitch for three months
I can barely watch it snowing
Bro caught the flu
Gave it to me

And now my body's frozen
Or overheating
Can't sleep
Feel like there's demons

The devil poking at my shoulders
Telling me he's foreseeing
Every move I can make for you
Smoking on the vultures

Lord please guide my steps
That I take in two
I'ma hoard this little mess they left for me
And make it loot

She said put the chains around my neck
And tell me what to do
This ain't chess
But she a queen

And making hard ass moves
For me to choose which way to go
Whether I win or lose
Whether you're addicted or obsessed

You're gonna end up trying the proof
Foresee everything
Except me losing
You give em cash

They act like you didn't boost up their confidence
Everyone's addicted and obsessed
To some nonsense