[Verse 1] Still doped up Don't approach me when I'm rolling up Gold blunt guts in the platinum cup I kill my lungs and left my body numb Can't feel a thing you could put me in the rain Droplets running down my face But my skin can not sense a thing
[Hook] Hold up, hold up Every day I'm getting older, older Every night I'm tryna focus, focus But I can't get it There's something wrong with my head And I can't explain it
I'm running out of options if I ever had any, try not to panic Body itching I'm trying to kick it, life's my bad habit I cause a scene then I'm napping, goodnight I am what's after this life We are the Lords of the Flies On our own island we rise
[Verse 2] Lot of people say they do what they don't Never seen you alone in these roads Thirty in my pack like a cartridge I blow On the shoulder of the mighty river going with the flow Where, where I go, I just do what I want Like whoop there it is, ain't nobody gonna tell me shit No more scrapping for the rent No more stealing for some shit I was always in some shit And I swear I'd never admit That I needed a change of pace to really go and arrange My life in some sort of order that doesn't result in pain (what?)
[Outro] Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes NoRedeemingQualities until I'm gone YeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
