Aurelius 22
No no no
I can't talk
Without getting my boot on
I get high as fuck
Then I put my newest shoes on
I can't get tide up all these vices I have
I can't let you go cause I want you so bad
Wearin Truey Jeans I don't know how to act
I'm a pill popper she hates it she says I make her sad
Yeah I'm way to fuckin high so I don't know what u said
Yeah I'm breaking all the rules cause I can't break out of my head
I spend 500 jus for sum fuckin pants
I spend ya pay check on sum Wok to sip an go to bed
They say the drugs r killing me but what's killing me is my head
I wanna go to sleep but I'd rather be high instead
Kick rocks told that bitch to kick rocks
Trapped out in high school
With narcotics in my socks
Never gave a fuck bout the law
Never gave a fuck bout the cops
I got V Lone on my top
Keep to myself don't like to talk
223s my homies air out ya lot
It's Race to the moon it's a race to the top
Yeah Please don't try me cause I swear I'll send shots
No I don't wanna run away I'm tired of getting high yeah
No no no
I can't talk
Without getting my boot on
I get high as fuck
Then I put my newest shoes on
I can't get tide up all these vices I have
I can't let you go cause I want you so bad
Wearin Truey Jeans I don't know how to act
I'm a pill popper she hates it she says I make her sad
Yeah I'm way to fuckin high so I don't know what u said
Yeah I'm breaking all the rules cause I can't break out of my head
I can't talk
Without getting my boot on
I get high as fuck
Then I put my newest shoes on
I can't get tide up all these vices I have
I can't let you go cause I want you so bad
Wearin Truey Jeans I don't know how to act
I'm a pill popper she hates it she says I make her sad
Yeah I'm way to fuckin high so I don't know what u said
Yeah I'm breaking all the rules cause I can't break out of my head
I spend 500 jus for sum fuckin pants
I spend ya pay check on sum Wok to sip an go to bed
They say the drugs r killing me but what's killing me is my head
I wanna go to sleep but I'd rather be high instead
Kick rocks told that bitch to kick rocks
Trapped out in high school
With narcotics in my socks
Never gave a fuck bout the law
Never gave a fuck bout the cops
I got V Lone on my top
Keep to myself don't like to talk
223s my homies air out ya lot
It's Race to the moon it's a race to the top
Yeah Please don't try me cause I swear I'll send shots
No I don't wanna run away I'm tired of getting high yeah
No no no
I can't talk
Without getting my boot on
I get high as fuck
Then I put my newest shoes on
I can't get tide up all these vices I have
I can't let you go cause I want you so bad
Wearin Truey Jeans I don't know how to act
I'm a pill popper she hates it she says I make her sad
Yeah I'm way to fuckin high so I don't know what u said
Yeah I'm breaking all the rules cause I can't break out of my head
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Writer(s): Vincent Olson
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