Addict
I told my mama
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
Damn
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
Im not gone front
I had that pistol
Had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
I found a beat
And chose to rap
Im a fucking poet
My people hate me for my anger
Cause thats how they wrote it
In my book
The first page
Im really sippin' doja
I speak the truth
Im the voice
This shit in my veins
They sent shots for the truth
I really live in vein
Them people hate on me
They clout me up
Speaking on my name
I lost myself trynna find her
She was all my pain
She gave a baby to that nigga
I cant shake that pain
If i was me
Would jump off the bridge?
I probably wouldn't jump
But i would fuck on a bridge
Even if i fell in love
I gotta fuck by tha 10s
Even if i pawn my queen
I would kill bout my bitch
I told my mama
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
DAMN
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
I'm not gone front
I had that pistol
I had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
If i was you
I wouldn't sleep on my bed
How the fuck you still broke
With ya mama instead
Ima struggle on my own
With my pops in the feds
I cant live life once
I gotta fuck it instead
I cant leave life twice
I gotta trust it instead
I be battling my loses
Like I'm meech in the feds
Ian never seen a booking
But i'm living in red
I cant even trust my self
I keep a book by my bed
I told my mama
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
Damn
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
Ian gone front
I had that pistol
I had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
How the fuck you stop a monster
I checked google instead
How the fuck you tame a beast
You gotta shoot for the head
Why the fuck birds chirp
When they fuck by the tens
That stupid hoe gone set you up
Stick to hoop was the plan
I lost track of that nigga
He a shoot you instead
I be riding round in coupes
My teachers
Played with my head
I had a feeling
About my dream
Now im ducking the feds
If i ever had to run
Probably ducking
The fezz
I told my mama
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
Damn
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
I'm not gone front
I had that pistol
I had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA ADDICT
GLAH
GLAH
GLAH
GLAH
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA ADDICT
GLAH
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA ADDICT
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
Damn
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
Im not gone front
I had that pistol
Had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
I found a beat
And chose to rap
Im a fucking poet
My people hate me for my anger
Cause thats how they wrote it
In my book
The first page
Im really sippin' doja
I speak the truth
Im the voice
This shit in my veins
They sent shots for the truth
I really live in vein
Them people hate on me
They clout me up
Speaking on my name
I lost myself trynna find her
She was all my pain
She gave a baby to that nigga
I cant shake that pain
If i was me
Would jump off the bridge?
I probably wouldn't jump
But i would fuck on a bridge
Even if i fell in love
I gotta fuck by tha 10s
Even if i pawn my queen
I would kill bout my bitch
I told my mama
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
DAMN
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
I'm not gone front
I had that pistol
I had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
If i was you
I wouldn't sleep on my bed
How the fuck you still broke
With ya mama instead
Ima struggle on my own
With my pops in the feds
I cant live life once
I gotta fuck it instead
I cant leave life twice
I gotta trust it instead
I be battling my loses
Like I'm meech in the feds
Ian never seen a booking
But i'm living in red
I cant even trust my self
I keep a book by my bed
I told my mama
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
Damn
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
Ian gone front
I had that pistol
I had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
How the fuck you stop a monster
I checked google instead
How the fuck you tame a beast
You gotta shoot for the head
Why the fuck birds chirp
When they fuck by the tens
That stupid hoe gone set you up
Stick to hoop was the plan
I lost track of that nigga
He a shoot you instead
I be riding round in coupes
My teachers
Played with my head
I had a feeling
About my dream
Now im ducking the feds
If i ever had to run
Probably ducking
The fezz
I told my mama
Ima addict
I cant stop smoking
Damn
I miss my dawg
He switched up on me
For some top bogus
I'm not gone front
I had that pistol
I had that bitch loaded
Couldn't get no ammo
Im a minor
Yeah you fucking know it
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA ADDICT
GLAH
GLAH
GLAH
GLAH
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA ADDICT
GLAH
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA
I TOLD MY MAMA IMA ADDICT
Credits
Writer(s): Jaurney-tobias Boyland
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