I'm off these percocets right now, I'm in another zone
I'm off this drank, and I get high 'til I can't feel my bones
I had to get rid of this Plain Jane, this a two-tone
I bought me sum', think 'bout my son and I get two more
I told 'em, "Turn me into ash if I go too soon"
I told Nune just pop these pills, and let's go to the moon
I, He need him some (What you need?)
He need him some love, I
Oh, I'm searchin' for love and it's close
Twenty-twenty-two all black, and she like black mobiles
I'm still tryna feel some things, know I'm never gon' feel
Want you for you, feel like some shit that I'm never gon' hear
In junkie mode, and I'm off Red and a whole lot of pills
All this pain inside my soul, even God gon' feel it
They charged for murder for no reason, like if God don't kill him
And if I'm not rich, I know my goals that's all I feel
I keep the lid on top my tea, this an expensive spill
I
Oh-I, I been cut before but I can't bleed on you
Oh-I, oh-I
Oh-I, I been cut before but I can't bleed on you
Oh, I been cut before but I can't bleed on you
I been hurt before so I can't bleed on you, on you
On, baby, you
Got me hypnotized, I do whatever you want me to
I been cut before but I can't bleed on you
I'm off these percocets right now, I'm in another zone
I'm off this drank, and I get high 'til I can't feel my bones
I had to get rid of this Plain Jane, this a two-tone
I bought me sum', think 'bout my son and I get two more
Twenty-twenty-two all black, and she like black mobiles
I'm still tryna feel some things, know I'm never gon' feel
Want you for you, feel like some shit that I'm never gon' hear
In junkie mode, and I'm off Red and a whole lot of pills
All this pain inside my soul, even God gon' feel it
They charged for murder for no reason, like if God don't kill him
And if I'm not rich, I know my goals that's all I feel
I keep the lid on top my tea, this an expensive spill
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