On the Inside

On the inside
Feel like ima die
But I'm still gon ride
Know this shit gon slide
Feel like paradise
When I'm on a high
May be the last time
Still gon take the flight

Tugging at my heart strings
I don't even like things
Still want all the nice things
Baby not the pipe dreams
Mercedes Benz with curtains
Know I'm drunk but I'm skirtin
Been an issue
I'm certain
I'm telling my people I'm okay
There things on my brain that I won't say
3 grams in a blunt and i puff away
I'm getting the cash I'm still feeling hurt
The money don't heal
That shit don't work
I think about Ashley
I fucked it up
I still want Vanessa
I don't mean to press it
I just want to address it
I know I fucked shit up
I know I broke the trust
I know I run to drugs
I know I'm doing the most
You said I'd feel it when I hit the coast
Maybe you're right

On the inside
Feel like ima die
But I'm still gon ride
Know this shit gon slide
Feel like paradise
When I'm on a high
May be the last time
Still gon take the flight

Mane these drugs got me free fallin
My blood levels be alcoholic
Cant answer the phone unless the moneys callin
Im on my grind till my money tall as
Skyscrapers and giraffe pussy
My nigga just copped a half from me
Said he finna be the nigga in the city
All my dogs holla roof if you with me
On the inside
I got all this pride
On the inside
Like im finna die
But Im holding on
Ima roll this strong
Do bout anything to get my mind gon

On the inside
Feel like ima die
But I'm still gon ride
Know this shit gon slide
Feel like paradise
When I'm on a high
May be the last time
Still gon take the flight



Credits
Writer(s): Dexter Randall
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