maybe crazy
I might be crazy, don't think that I'm myself no more
Haven't felt like myself for some time and that's foreshore
I'm tryna work on myself, tryna fix my attitude
I'm Deep in danger of losing myself, already lost you
I'm feeling lost in the drank, see my sprite no longer see-through
I need a fix, another sip, I need another hit too
I needa change who I am, throw him out and buy him brand new
I needa feel some of the things I only felt around you
She playing with my head
And my emotions
Promises we said
That have been broken
Another soul mislead,
Another broken soul stolen
You think your demon dead
But no, he just awoken
I might be crazy, but at least I'm not obsessed, no more
I said i wanna be free, now I want what I had before
Didn't know it'll mean I'm alone, but it's what I asked for
Try to sober up, somehow I drink and smoke way more
Ey!
Oh, How the time flying by,
No longer young city boy, sadly that kid had to die
But no, not in vain, his memory will live on inside
Turn to a legend one day, you just gotta give him time
Oh why, Oh why do I deal with the pressure always on my mind
I'll write another pointless love song, but at least it rhymed
The way you wear my hoodie, the way it looked oversized
The way she took control of me, demon look in her eyes
Exactly the girl, from that one dream, that I fantasized
Exactly the kinda girl I want with me when I'm high
Alright, I think this bitch somehow got me hypnotized
At times, I think you were the gate-way drug to my demise
Addicted to her, the high way better than advertised
As soon as you hooked she gun cut you off, no longer tight
I now feel withdrawal, I can't sleep at all, like every night
Alright, I think I'm gun need another dirty sprite
Tonight, I wanna feel like I'm losing my own mind
I'll find another big booty chick I can get behind
I like the way she move in her fit damn she more than fine
Tonight, let's pretend for just a while that you were mine
Alright, that's enough, i gotta get back on my grind
The only true love that ill have is to a dollar sign
I think I went crazy, don't think that I'm myself no more
Haven't felt like myself for some time, my mind at civil war
Try to work on myself, try to work on my rude attitude
Feel like I'm losing myself, you went and found another dude
Ey!
I mixed too much syrup up in my sprite to still see through it
Got fucked up too many times, there's no button to undo it
Don't need another hit, but I took one all just to prove it
Don't mind if I die tonight I don't mind if I live through it
Cause if I would die tonight, let me tell you what the truth is
I'm over the lies, and I am so done with the excuses
I needa tell my story, can you show me where the booth is
Confessions in the booth, damn I be spitting only true shit
I'm tryna get faded, ask in the group chat what the move is
I made like a band and the same night I went out and blew it
I feel like the man, but the Henny got me feeling stupid
I'll lose it,
I'll write another song when I recall all what I did
I'll wake up in the morning, with a stain up on my fit
I got like 99 messages from the girls that dig my drip
Yet somehow she left on read again, to her, I don't exist
Woah
It's like to her, I don't exist
Haven't felt like myself for some time and that's foreshore
I'm tryna work on myself, tryna fix my attitude
I'm Deep in danger of losing myself, already lost you
I'm feeling lost in the drank, see my sprite no longer see-through
I need a fix, another sip, I need another hit too
I needa change who I am, throw him out and buy him brand new
I needa feel some of the things I only felt around you
She playing with my head
And my emotions
Promises we said
That have been broken
Another soul mislead,
Another broken soul stolen
You think your demon dead
But no, he just awoken
I might be crazy, but at least I'm not obsessed, no more
I said i wanna be free, now I want what I had before
Didn't know it'll mean I'm alone, but it's what I asked for
Try to sober up, somehow I drink and smoke way more
Ey!
Oh, How the time flying by,
No longer young city boy, sadly that kid had to die
But no, not in vain, his memory will live on inside
Turn to a legend one day, you just gotta give him time
Oh why, Oh why do I deal with the pressure always on my mind
I'll write another pointless love song, but at least it rhymed
The way you wear my hoodie, the way it looked oversized
The way she took control of me, demon look in her eyes
Exactly the girl, from that one dream, that I fantasized
Exactly the kinda girl I want with me when I'm high
Alright, I think this bitch somehow got me hypnotized
At times, I think you were the gate-way drug to my demise
Addicted to her, the high way better than advertised
As soon as you hooked she gun cut you off, no longer tight
I now feel withdrawal, I can't sleep at all, like every night
Alright, I think I'm gun need another dirty sprite
Tonight, I wanna feel like I'm losing my own mind
I'll find another big booty chick I can get behind
I like the way she move in her fit damn she more than fine
Tonight, let's pretend for just a while that you were mine
Alright, that's enough, i gotta get back on my grind
The only true love that ill have is to a dollar sign
I think I went crazy, don't think that I'm myself no more
Haven't felt like myself for some time, my mind at civil war
Try to work on myself, try to work on my rude attitude
Feel like I'm losing myself, you went and found another dude
Ey!
I mixed too much syrup up in my sprite to still see through it
Got fucked up too many times, there's no button to undo it
Don't need another hit, but I took one all just to prove it
Don't mind if I die tonight I don't mind if I live through it
Cause if I would die tonight, let me tell you what the truth is
I'm over the lies, and I am so done with the excuses
I needa tell my story, can you show me where the booth is
Confessions in the booth, damn I be spitting only true shit
I'm tryna get faded, ask in the group chat what the move is
I made like a band and the same night I went out and blew it
I feel like the man, but the Henny got me feeling stupid
I'll lose it,
I'll write another song when I recall all what I did
I'll wake up in the morning, with a stain up on my fit
I got like 99 messages from the girls that dig my drip
Yet somehow she left on read again, to her, I don't exist
Woah
It's like to her, I don't exist
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Writer(s): Nick Nagy
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