Awhile

Yeah
Aye
Smokin', drinkin', I've been fucked up for awhile now
Aye, yeah
Smokin', drinkin', I've been fucked up for awhile now
We gotta let it go
We gotta smoke on that antidote
Pour me a little more indigo
Pass me the blunt, that's a give and go
Yeah, I'm sorry I've been fucked up for awhile now
If it ain't perkies, baby, tell me what's the style now

I know she skilled with it
I know she isn't innocent the way she givin' it
I know she always need somebody who's gon' get with it
I know she's goin' through the motions, baby, who isn't
Uh, yeah
I know it's cold back in my city, at least hit me when I'm squared
Drivin' little tipsy hopefully I make it there
Back when we was better I wish things were maybe fair
You tellin' me to get off all them drugs I didn't care, no no
Yeah
I hope there's room left up in Heaven I feel disconnected
Withdrawals but you know I still go in for seconds
Turn my new bitch to my ex, I bet that's unexpected
Aye, shoot me
Satan sent her to seduce me
If I fall for her then sue me
Off the pills I'm seeing 2 mes
In the mirror, ah
Can't get near her, ah
Turn a nice girl to a bad one, yuh
Goodbye girl think I've had my fun
Round her neck call that fashion, yuh
That noose from Claire's, she bragging, yuh
That chronic got her actin' up
Someone please call for backup, yuh
Think I've had enough

Smokin', drinkin', I've been fucked up for awhile now
Aye, yeah
Smokin', drinkin', I've been fucked up for awhile now
We gotta let it go
We gotta smoke on that antidote
Pour me a little more indigo
Pass me the blunt that's a give and go
Yeah, I'm sorry I've been fucked up for awhile now
If it aint perkies, baby, tell me what's the style now



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Writer(s): Luke Robertson
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