Insane

Now, what you in a rush for?
What? You trying to meet your maker, darling?
Are you running out of time? Huh?
But time ain't even real, you really need to chill
It's all in an illusion, you getting mixed up in the fusion
Whatever it is you tryna see, you can sit down and just believe
But I wouldn't never be the same old thing, oh
But I can tell you straight, I ain't no game, baby, oh

God, bless me
God, help me, oh
I think I'm insane, ah
God, bless me
God, help me, ooh
I think I'm insane, ah, oh-oh-oh

Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?

'Cause you, you know it's real
'Cause you know it's-
You gotta get two times too far to feel (to feel)
'Cause you claim you see things (you claim, you claim)
When you on DMT
But I've seen the same things before I go to sleep

God, bless me
God, help me, oh
I think I'm insane, ah
God, bless me
God, help me, ooh
I think I'm insane, ah, oh-oh-oh

Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?
Why you wanna play so bad?



Credits
Writer(s): London Tyler Holmes, Kendall Roark Bailey, Jerome Rufus Monroe, Summer Marjani Walker, Remey Williams
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