I'm Feeling Blue
Dreamin' when I'm feeling lonely
Find it hard to sleep, I pop a melatonin
Called the homies up, too busy rollin', rollin'
Ecstasy and and faded APC's
Gas it up, stay shitty
Three five zero Z with the top missing
7.62's if you're ever caught slippin'
707 and I'm forever reppin'
Cruising Texas Street just to clear my head
Cotton candy skies as the clock resets
(Open up your eyes, wake up sleepy head)
Almost crashed the whip just thinking 'bout my bed
Nowadays I'm finding it hard to sleep
Drowning in my sorrows as I gently weep
Pop a melatonin, but its never enough
I need these dreams to come true, never will I live the life of a bluff
Chillin' in the north-side
It brings my best side outside
Settled on a hill overlooking Paradise
Paradigms of the riches, lined up, Burberry coat
On the sidelines smoking bad reggie dope
I entertain myself with my thoughts, its my T.V.
I don't got no friends, just smoke friends, fake friends
Riku or Kyrie, nonexistent, by my lonely
Not afraid to admit, it takes control of me
So I sit up on my bedside, late at night
Thinking what this world has to offer me, this earth that birthed me
Exists is a schism, tried to fill it in but nothing ever fits
Immersed in aspirations for a life I'll never live
Nowadays I'm finding it hard to survive
If it feels right, shit, I'll give it a try
Pop a fuckin' bean but its never enough
I need these dreams to come true before I find myself stuck in the mud
Find it hard to sleep, I pop a melatonin
Called the homies up, too busy rollin', rollin'
Ecstasy and and faded APC's
Gas it up, stay shitty
Three five zero Z with the top missing
7.62's if you're ever caught slippin'
707 and I'm forever reppin'
Cruising Texas Street just to clear my head
Cotton candy skies as the clock resets
(Open up your eyes, wake up sleepy head)
Almost crashed the whip just thinking 'bout my bed
Nowadays I'm finding it hard to sleep
Drowning in my sorrows as I gently weep
Pop a melatonin, but its never enough
I need these dreams to come true, never will I live the life of a bluff
Chillin' in the north-side
It brings my best side outside
Settled on a hill overlooking Paradise
Paradigms of the riches, lined up, Burberry coat
On the sidelines smoking bad reggie dope
I entertain myself with my thoughts, its my T.V.
I don't got no friends, just smoke friends, fake friends
Riku or Kyrie, nonexistent, by my lonely
Not afraid to admit, it takes control of me
So I sit up on my bedside, late at night
Thinking what this world has to offer me, this earth that birthed me
Exists is a schism, tried to fill it in but nothing ever fits
Immersed in aspirations for a life I'll never live
Nowadays I'm finding it hard to survive
If it feels right, shit, I'll give it a try
Pop a fuckin' bean but its never enough
I need these dreams to come true before I find myself stuck in the mud
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Writer(s): Ced F
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