Feigning
Pour a 8 of wok I'm facing all my demons
I know i said I'm straight but everyday im leaning
Pop a roxy don't know what the fuck I'm feeling
Pop a percocet I'm falling off the deep end
I'll go pop a addy just cause I can't reason
They say I'm taking all these drugs for no reason
If you go through what i go through you'll be feigning
BTF on top before the fame the meaning
I was going through the most I wasn't eating
Everybody went ghost we wasn't beefing
So i focused on the music kept my distance
I done hopped up in my bag I'm reminiscing
You can be whatever you is but I'm Christian
I call my bitch Dior she always wearing Christian
Put diamonds on my teeth my mouth is always glistening
They told me don't go to the streets and I didn't listen
I used to call him my bro and now he dissing
Everybody blowin sticks nobody fisting
In the cut with freaky chicks they all kissing
I'll call my nigga from Detroit he'll bring that piston
Pour a 8 of wok I'm facing all my demons
I know i said I'm straight but everyday im leaning
Pop a roxy don't know what the fuck I'm feeling
Pop a percocet I'm falling off the deep end
I'll go pop a addy just cause I can't reason
They say I'm taking all these drugs for no reason
If you go through what i go through you'll be feigning
BTF on top before the fame the meaning
I know i said I'm straight but everyday im leaning
Pop a roxy don't know what the fuck I'm feeling
Pop a percocet I'm falling off the deep end
I'll go pop a addy just cause I can't reason
They say I'm taking all these drugs for no reason
If you go through what i go through you'll be feigning
BTF on top before the fame the meaning
I was going through the most I wasn't eating
Everybody went ghost we wasn't beefing
So i focused on the music kept my distance
I done hopped up in my bag I'm reminiscing
You can be whatever you is but I'm Christian
I call my bitch Dior she always wearing Christian
Put diamonds on my teeth my mouth is always glistening
They told me don't go to the streets and I didn't listen
I used to call him my bro and now he dissing
Everybody blowin sticks nobody fisting
In the cut with freaky chicks they all kissing
I'll call my nigga from Detroit he'll bring that piston
Pour a 8 of wok I'm facing all my demons
I know i said I'm straight but everyday im leaning
Pop a roxy don't know what the fuck I'm feeling
Pop a percocet I'm falling off the deep end
I'll go pop a addy just cause I can't reason
They say I'm taking all these drugs for no reason
If you go through what i go through you'll be feigning
BTF on top before the fame the meaning
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Writer(s): Emmanuel Smart
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