Shawty took a tab of the LSD, I go psycho in my dreams
On a tight rope, I walk in my sleep
I know, I know
She made from pills and designer things
Tryna cover up insecurities
But no hard drugs can ever bring you peace
It won't, Iyiyi
Don't wanna fall victim, up in these streets
Cuz my blooda died over some weird beef
But I pull up w that fye, if a nigga want war
Never give it less, ima always give it more
Ride at the crib if a nigga wanna roll
Blunts in the dash if I ever want smoke
My Grass stays cut if snakes wanna troll
I don't even got time, I don't
I don't even got a watch
But ill load a chop and ill bleed a nigga block
Iyiyiyi
Iyiyiyi
When I pull up to the crib baby do re mi
She just did a line and it's always on me
I ain't shaking hands nigga you don't know me
Got the gun on the dresser right next to Kobe
Now I'm left in the back with abandoned things
When you take a trip don't forget about me
Will you come back from the LSD?
Or will you be stuck in lucid dreams?
Iyiyiyi