Morphine (Edited)
I been stabbed up in the back but I'm on morphine
I found out you ain't my love just like Billy Jean
I'm in these streets I'm chasing Beales like I'm from Tennessee
I don't spin records like the DJ but they Envy me
Can't let 'em play me like I'm week I ain't no calendar
I mix codeine up with my sprite I'm sipping lavender
She ah demon that's why she ride it Like a challenger
She askin' question bout my X I don't do algebra
Niggas really snakes they look like human being
Running at the mouth get smoked no Russian cream
40 yrs no Dr King he can't live out his dream
I swear to god it's like I'm losing my lil family
I can't relate we ain't same I'm like a alien
VVSs got em thinkin' I'm the picture man
I pray to God like every day but I can't help but sin
I stopped fukin wit these niggas like a lesbian
Wen I lost u I lost my soul This just a empty space
I swear a nigga cried a river Justin Timberlake
Ain't have no cable on the tv watchin' Ricky Lake
Ain't talkin' Braves but we gone slide and make it home safe
I been stabbed up in the back but I'm on morphine
I found out you ain't my love just like Billy Jean
I'm in these streets I'm chasing Beales like I'm from Tennessee
I don't spin records like the DJ but they Envy me
Can't let 'em play me like I'm week I ain't no calendar
I mix codeine up with my sprite I'm sipping lavender
She ah demon that's why she ride it Like a challenger
She askin' question bout my X I don't do algebra
And I got Pain inside my body I got flesh wombs
They don't love me tryna use me just like restrooms
Space shoes on my feet like I come from the moon
All this paper in this bag reminding me of school
I got love for u them facts what ima lie for,
I'm bout to go and cop a grill not for July 4th
You want beef well then we lurking like a Carnivore
She get happy wen We fuck I give her almond joys
I be fly up in the sky, no emergency landing
Call my name interrogations, you nervous you panic
Over stood the situation, I don't understand it
We tote glucks, but like a Hi-Point they know that I'm jamming
I been stabbed up in the back but I'm on morphine
I found out you ain't my love just like Billy Jean
I'm in these streets I'm chasing Beales like I'm from Tennessee
I don't spin records like the DJ but they Envy me
Can't let 'em play me like I'm week I ain't no calendar
I mix codeine up with my sprite I'm sipping lavender
She ah demon that's why she ride it Like a challenger
She askin' question bout my X I don't do algebra
I found out you ain't my love just like Billy Jean
I'm in these streets I'm chasing Beales like I'm from Tennessee
I don't spin records like the DJ but they Envy me
Can't let 'em play me like I'm week I ain't no calendar
I mix codeine up with my sprite I'm sipping lavender
She ah demon that's why she ride it Like a challenger
She askin' question bout my X I don't do algebra
Niggas really snakes they look like human being
Running at the mouth get smoked no Russian cream
40 yrs no Dr King he can't live out his dream
I swear to god it's like I'm losing my lil family
I can't relate we ain't same I'm like a alien
VVSs got em thinkin' I'm the picture man
I pray to God like every day but I can't help but sin
I stopped fukin wit these niggas like a lesbian
Wen I lost u I lost my soul This just a empty space
I swear a nigga cried a river Justin Timberlake
Ain't have no cable on the tv watchin' Ricky Lake
Ain't talkin' Braves but we gone slide and make it home safe
I been stabbed up in the back but I'm on morphine
I found out you ain't my love just like Billy Jean
I'm in these streets I'm chasing Beales like I'm from Tennessee
I don't spin records like the DJ but they Envy me
Can't let 'em play me like I'm week I ain't no calendar
I mix codeine up with my sprite I'm sipping lavender
She ah demon that's why she ride it Like a challenger
She askin' question bout my X I don't do algebra
And I got Pain inside my body I got flesh wombs
They don't love me tryna use me just like restrooms
Space shoes on my feet like I come from the moon
All this paper in this bag reminding me of school
I got love for u them facts what ima lie for,
I'm bout to go and cop a grill not for July 4th
You want beef well then we lurking like a Carnivore
She get happy wen We fuck I give her almond joys
I be fly up in the sky, no emergency landing
Call my name interrogations, you nervous you panic
Over stood the situation, I don't understand it
We tote glucks, but like a Hi-Point they know that I'm jamming
I been stabbed up in the back but I'm on morphine
I found out you ain't my love just like Billy Jean
I'm in these streets I'm chasing Beales like I'm from Tennessee
I don't spin records like the DJ but they Envy me
Can't let 'em play me like I'm week I ain't no calendar
I mix codeine up with my sprite I'm sipping lavender
She ah demon that's why she ride it Like a challenger
She askin' question bout my X I don't do algebra
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Writer(s): Deterrance Gross
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