Bitch I need some f*cking silence so I can focus up
My friends call me a junkie cause I love to take them drugs
But it ain't nothing new to me bitch I've been doing this stuff
And I love to take to them drugs, bitch I love to get f*cked up
And I never gave a f*ck what she really thought
I say that a lot, I say that a lot
I love smith and wessons and heckler and Koch's
But he got a Glock, but he got a Glock
I'm sipping on purp and I'm smoking a blunt
It ain't enough, it ain't enough
I'm popping these perkies til I'm f*cking gone
Til I'm f*cking gone, til I'm f*cking gone
Ay, what?
Does she love me or love me not?
Ain't switching up my style, I can't switch up for no thot
Cause when life was getting dire, I was still up on my block
I'm like Stan and he's like Kyle, take my day ones to the top
And I don't care
What the f*ck you got to say
I can see your f*cking tactics but somehow you got your way
Tried to read off from your playbook but no sense was f*cking made
Bitch you got into my brain and I still feel the pain
And you showed me the instructions but I had to cut some corners
You just started the chapter but somehow I made it shorter
And we could've made a dollar but you gave me just one quarter
And you told me not to pop pills so I just became a snorter
And my anxiety get the best of me
The floor is crumbling now I fall into my destiny
I see a white light, is it finally death I see?
And I just close my eyes and accept that I'm finally free
Damn, and this shit is just reality
I've seen too many go and that shit made me lose my glee
I promise you won't last a mile in my f*cking feet
I lost some brothers and I'm still screaming RIP
Bitch I need some f*cking silence so I can focus up
My friends call me a junkie cause I love to take them drugs
But it ain't nothing new to me bitch I've been doing this stuff
And I love to take to them drugs, bitch I love to get f*cked up
And I never gave a f*ck what she really thought
I say that a lot, I say that a lot
I love smith and wessons and heckler and Koch's
But he got a Glock, but he got a Glock
I'm sipping on purp and I'm smoking a blunt
It ain't enough, it ain't enough
I'm popping these perkies til I'm f*cking gone
Til I'm f*cking gone, til I'm f*cking gone