Self Medicate

Might be the drugs
Think I'm in love
You got me high
Might be the weed
Got me on buzz
I need that stuff
Filling me up
Self-medicated I can barely make it through all the noise
Heart barely pumping, stomach jumping
No 02 in my lungs
You would think I was pill poppin' the way I was trippin' on boy
Stay up late nights patiently waiting on calls
He don't act right but yet he be filling the void

I'm smoking on a rizla
I need someone to please gimme a refill
I'm smoking on a rizla
I need someone to please gimme a refill
Shorty a front with no lace on it
Gave you my life and you raced on it
Get you on the couch hit it rough blast off outer space on it
I put my face on it
I say my grace on it
I sk-skate on it
I sk-skate on it
Drowning in these drugs got me overdosing
Sippin' to your love everyday we toasting

Might be the drugs
Think I'm in love
You got me high
Might be the weed
Got me on buzz
I need that stuff
Filling me up
Self-medicated I can barely make it through all the noise
Heart barely pumping, stomach jumping
No 02 in my lungs
You would think I was pill poppin' the way I was trippin' on boy
Stay up late nights patiently waiting on calls
He don't act right but yet he be filling the void

Faded, high off your love baby girl you drive me crazy
Like the drugs in my blood I'm addicted to you, lately
Stuck with emotions, got me feeling jaded
(On God jaded)
Where would I be if it wasn't for you
So all that I do baby girl is for you
Three months free no cappin' and show
Cuz sex ain't good if the loving ain't true
I stick out me chest just for prove am to you
Say na me na the man for dae nack the taboo
For you love r day act lek big fool
See them haters dae pass nor dae tell dem adu
Drama lurking we just get it popping
Ain't no stopping stopping
We be rocking rocking
Till the early morning
Stretching up and yawning
To the sound of your heart
I can hear it bumpin'
Dem say mortal man kin die anyday
Na that make r dae love you this way
Though your love is causing me pain
I still really want you to stay
(Might be the.)

Might be the drugs
Think I'm in love
You got me high
Might be the weed
Got me on buzz
I need that stuff
Filling me up
Self-medicated I can barely make it through all the noise
Heart barely pumping, stomach jumping
No 02 in my lungs
You would think I was pill poppin' the way I was trippin' on boy
Stay up late nights patiently waiting on calls
He don't act right but yet he be filling the void



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Writer(s): Ejatu Deen
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