Wired / Heart Attack
When I say I'm fine, yeah
I been lying, yeah
I been way too fucking high
Trying to reach the other side
Got the fire, yeah
Feeling wired, yeah
Staying home like every night
Always hate to socialize
In my mind
Damn it, I been drowning all the time
Alcohol helps me ignores the signs
That I'm trapped in these walls like a mime
But fuck that, bitch, I been on go
Your bitch at my door
She knew that I wasn't staying so she found a clone
He stole my whole flow
Yeah, I'm honored though
He want my whole soul
Too bad I went and sold it though
Oh, oh, oh
I don't know
Why you want me though
Oh, oh, oh
Girl I'm losing control
Oh, oh oh
Swear I need to fold
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ain't nothing coming too fair
Bake it out, never want air
All of my dreams are nightmares
But nobody ever just cares
See myself blowing my brain, ayy
Just to get rid of the pain, ayy
Feel myself most when it rains
Been way too focused on getting some fame
I need to move on
But, I wanna prove y'all wrong
Always be two on
Crossfaded got me now
Swear it's the only thing bringing me life
Whenever I'm sober, this shit turn to frights
Yeah
Eating all you salty rappers, Ima have a heart attack
You keep trying to be like me
Yeah, yeah
Biting my damn sound you know I started that
And now you always all on my D
Yeah, yeah
Swear you goofy rappers all just copy cats
And that's the only shit that I see
Yeah, yeah
Once I press them about it, they be falling back
Saying "Nah, that's inspiration, trust me"
You dummies
Big bags only, neck on ice freeze
12 bad bitches round me, I need
Everything that's on me too high steeze, yeah
All that, bitch I'm coming at you on the low
Is you stupid or you dumb, do what you're told
Say that I'm the best, bitch, I know
Everything that I touch turning into gold
Ima have a heart attack, yeah
You know I started that, yeah
You dummies
Big bags only, neck on ice freeze
12 bad bitches round me, I need
Everything that's on me too high steeze, yeah
I been lying, yeah
I been way too fucking high
Trying to reach the other side
Got the fire, yeah
Feeling wired, yeah
Staying home like every night
Always hate to socialize
In my mind
Damn it, I been drowning all the time
Alcohol helps me ignores the signs
That I'm trapped in these walls like a mime
But fuck that, bitch, I been on go
Your bitch at my door
She knew that I wasn't staying so she found a clone
He stole my whole flow
Yeah, I'm honored though
He want my whole soul
Too bad I went and sold it though
Oh, oh, oh
I don't know
Why you want me though
Oh, oh, oh
Girl I'm losing control
Oh, oh oh
Swear I need to fold
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ain't nothing coming too fair
Bake it out, never want air
All of my dreams are nightmares
But nobody ever just cares
See myself blowing my brain, ayy
Just to get rid of the pain, ayy
Feel myself most when it rains
Been way too focused on getting some fame
I need to move on
But, I wanna prove y'all wrong
Always be two on
Crossfaded got me now
Swear it's the only thing bringing me life
Whenever I'm sober, this shit turn to frights
Yeah
Eating all you salty rappers, Ima have a heart attack
You keep trying to be like me
Yeah, yeah
Biting my damn sound you know I started that
And now you always all on my D
Yeah, yeah
Swear you goofy rappers all just copy cats
And that's the only shit that I see
Yeah, yeah
Once I press them about it, they be falling back
Saying "Nah, that's inspiration, trust me"
You dummies
Big bags only, neck on ice freeze
12 bad bitches round me, I need
Everything that's on me too high steeze, yeah
All that, bitch I'm coming at you on the low
Is you stupid or you dumb, do what you're told
Say that I'm the best, bitch, I know
Everything that I touch turning into gold
Ima have a heart attack, yeah
You know I started that, yeah
You dummies
Big bags only, neck on ice freeze
12 bad bitches round me, I need
Everything that's on me too high steeze, yeah
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Writer(s): Jordan La Cilento
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