Drugs
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Couple lines upon the table
Runny nose you know I clean up quick
She a devil with a halo
When I'm low you know I need my bitch
Shawty I, I love you better in the night
You undress me with your lies
Another trip and I might die, yeah
'Cause I ain't ever sober
Oh, my eyes are red october
Heart broken young soldier
No love for the loner
R.I.P. when I roll it up
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
150 racks like it's nothing
Girl you know you love it when you come into the function
Penthouse sweet baby you just gotta buzz in
That shit weak I ain't even gotta touch it
Fuck it
Psychotic
Pill popping young boy with the eye sockets
So red, so red, I cannot stop it
I'm honest my coffin do some lines off it
Tell me that you want it
'Cause I ain't ever sober
Oh, my eyes are red october
Heart broken young soldier
No love for the loner
R.I.P. when I roll it up
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Couple lines upon the table
Runny nose you know I clean up quick
She a devil with a halo
When I'm low you know I need my bitch
Shawty I, I love you better in the night
You undress me with your lies
Another trip and I might die, yeah
'Cause I ain't ever sober
Oh, my eyes are red october
Heart broken young soldier
No love for the loner
R.I.P. when I roll it up
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
150 racks like it's nothing
Girl you know you love it when you come into the function
Penthouse sweet baby you just gotta buzz in
That shit weak I ain't even gotta touch it
Fuck it
Psychotic
Pill popping young boy with the eye sockets
So red, so red, I cannot stop it
I'm honest my coffin do some lines off it
Tell me that you want it
'Cause I ain't ever sober
Oh, my eyes are red october
Heart broken young soldier
No love for the loner
R.I.P. when I roll it up
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
Only once the drugs are done
I feel I dying
I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
I-I feel I dying
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Alexander Dubois, Eric Vanacker, David James Ramos, Karma-ann Swanepoel
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