777

Blinded by the house lights
I hate the fuckin' spotlight
Shawty hate me off the white
I do this cause I'm not alright

Flashing fuckin' lights, yeah
And still not alright, yeah
Extra bottles all night
Line me up some lucky white

7 White lines just to get me through the night
7 More lines just to get me through the night
7 White lines just to get me through the night
(777)

Doing all these lines off a mothafuckin' nightstand
Keep my coke on me in mothafuckin' dime bags
Whiskey in my left, blade in my right hand
I don't think it's funny so I'm going till I can't stand

Shit, I did too much
Now I can't stand

Slice back
Tall glass
Sippin' till I fall back
I don't
Think that
I can ever come back
Call me
But only if your sober
I need
A night to be alone yea
Totally
Socially wrecked
I don't think I can sleep
I can be
Up in a hour
A dark anomaly
Now subconsciously
The silence is too much for me
I don't even sleep unless the sun is up to see

Blinded by the house lights
I hate the fuckin' spotlight
Shawty hate me off the white
I do this cause I'm not alright

Flashing fuckin' lights, yeah
And still not alright, yeah
Extra bottles all night
Line me up some lucky white



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Writer(s): Hellbøund Angl
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