a teenage junkies remedy
Just a few young junkies we cooking
Since a younger i've been addicted to the music off the drugs going stupid
I'm a young heart breaker hoe i'm not your cupid
We was broke then we blew and we left clueless
Yeah, I'm addicted to blue pills and the blue strips
I'm going to pass her to clique young Brodie gonna do her
Put the chopper on him it's gotta hex like it's voodoo
Cartier's on no hoe I ain't see you
I ain't see you
Bro I'm deaf if it ain't about the money
Yeah, my hoe real and my swisher flavored honey
They ain't there when it's raining but they love you when it's sunny
Pour a four in the cup
I'm just like a surgeon I'm up in her guts
Slice his neck with the blade I don't need a gun
I'm from where u ain't from
If I catch 'em outside "where u stay son?"
In the beamer burning rubber with my day ones
Young bro he a killer but I ain't into that
But i'll let him do the work and i'll pay 'em back
If a hoe do me dirty I'm going to get her back
One thing about me is I'm going get that last laugh
he ain't really in the streets he quarterback he running from the sack
I'll never trust a hoe last time I did that my heart got stolen where is it at?
She gone laugh at your face while you're laying down bleeding on her lap I can promise You that
Two Glocks on my hip Mad Max
I remember I used to pop pills in class
Ain't nobody care
Ain't nobody see it
They just said "he ain't never gonna be shit"
Just nobody chasing kid dreams bitch
Remember days in the slums I was broke as hoe we ain't never had nothing
Yeah I watched my momma cry while my daddy was a bum
I remember when I died I thank God I woke up
But I still kept popping tho
If you asked me why I did i'd tell you I don't know
Felt them chills on my body withdrawal's
I done spent my life in the cold
One night all alone won't hurt
Fell in love with the blade because he love how it hurts
I'm going to drop it in the pot watch it bubble then I stir it
Withdrawals from the Xanax kick in got my whole body hurting
Throwing up every morning and asking "is this shit really worth it?"
I don't know i felt pretty good as a junkie
(Kurt Cobain MTV "Special on drugs" 1993: "If I'm gonna die if I'm gonna kill myself I Should take some drugs, might as well become a junkie because I felt like a junkie Everyday")
Since a younger i've been addicted to the music off the drugs going stupid
I'm a young heart breaker hoe i'm not your cupid
We was broke then we blew and we left clueless
Yeah, I'm addicted to blue pills and the blue strips
I'm going to pass her to clique young Brodie gonna do her
Put the chopper on him it's gotta hex like it's voodoo
Cartier's on no hoe I ain't see you
I ain't see you
Bro I'm deaf if it ain't about the money
Yeah, my hoe real and my swisher flavored honey
They ain't there when it's raining but they love you when it's sunny
Pour a four in the cup
I'm just like a surgeon I'm up in her guts
Slice his neck with the blade I don't need a gun
I'm from where u ain't from
If I catch 'em outside "where u stay son?"
In the beamer burning rubber with my day ones
Young bro he a killer but I ain't into that
But i'll let him do the work and i'll pay 'em back
If a hoe do me dirty I'm going to get her back
One thing about me is I'm going get that last laugh
he ain't really in the streets he quarterback he running from the sack
I'll never trust a hoe last time I did that my heart got stolen where is it at?
She gone laugh at your face while you're laying down bleeding on her lap I can promise You that
Two Glocks on my hip Mad Max
I remember I used to pop pills in class
Ain't nobody care
Ain't nobody see it
They just said "he ain't never gonna be shit"
Just nobody chasing kid dreams bitch
Remember days in the slums I was broke as hoe we ain't never had nothing
Yeah I watched my momma cry while my daddy was a bum
I remember when I died I thank God I woke up
But I still kept popping tho
If you asked me why I did i'd tell you I don't know
Felt them chills on my body withdrawal's
I done spent my life in the cold
One night all alone won't hurt
Fell in love with the blade because he love how it hurts
I'm going to drop it in the pot watch it bubble then I stir it
Withdrawals from the Xanax kick in got my whole body hurting
Throwing up every morning and asking "is this shit really worth it?"
I don't know i felt pretty good as a junkie
(Kurt Cobain MTV "Special on drugs" 1993: "If I'm gonna die if I'm gonna kill myself I Should take some drugs, might as well become a junkie because I felt like a junkie Everyday")
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Writer(s): Wyatt Rutledge
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