Verse 1 It's getting late, I'm bout to miss my show Where the fuck did you go On this day that I'm leaving you, and I told you so So she grabs my face, looks in my eyes Asks me if I got high last night,but I didn't I was smoking on weed, she was talking about the other kind Something knocks at the door, and I leave forever She wanna lay with me, Trying stay with me I'm dying now, I'm dying now
Hook My hands shaking a lot I've been smoking a lot And I ain't been making a lot My hands shaking a lot I've been smoking a lot And I ain't been making a lot Xanax bars ain't making it stop Xanax bars ain't making it stop
Verse 2 And I know I'm gonna leave someday, but it ain't today You see me I'm kind of off, a little slurred when I talk And them people in the street they be starring when I walk
Go ahead Mr.Business man you can't dress like me Yeah
If I let a bitch breathe, She'll get ahead of me Find another mutha fucka, That she think way better than me Let's hope you're embedded in me, Cuz im gone for good I'm a see about a view things, Ricky misunderstood I'm dying now, I'm dying now
Hook My hands shaking a lot I've been smoking a lot And I ain't been making a lot My hands shaking a lot I've been smoking a lot And I ain't been making a lot Xanax bars ain't making it stop Xanax bars ain't making it stop Xanax bars ain't making it stop Xanax bars ain't making it stopTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
