finally conscious
How you gon be mad when you really wasn't feelin me
Message on my phone say I'm sorry but I can't believe
10 js ina row I think I'm bouta fall asleep
Demons creep all in my mind wish they would let me be
Standing on my own can't be cloned they jus wanna beef
Cook a couple songs then I'm gone I see you ina week
Fresh as fuck rockin polo down to my jordan feet
I jus stay discreet n to myself nobody play wit me
Brand new pak ina air and this shit cost a fee
People hate on me I don't care if I meet your needs
Shawty kno all my songs and love my voice up ona beat
Gettin money, smokin' weed my lifestyle it what it be
Chasing money and a dream it ain't all what it seem
It's like a movie ona screen
Poppin pills I was fein
Had to stop and focus ona green
I jus wanted something of my own can't be sharing things
Take away my peace you dead wrong bouta make scene
Cop a P of strong to the dome now I'm seein' things
Losin conscious ona road back and forth at highspeed
Only thing I need is the weed and your loyalty
How you gon be mad when you really wasn't feelin me
Message on my phone say I'm sorry but I can't believe
10 js ina row I think I'm bouta fall asleep
Demons creep all in my mind wish they would let me be
Message on my phone say I'm sorry but I can't believe
10 js ina row I think I'm bouta fall asleep
Demons creep all in my mind wish they would let me be
Standing on my own can't be cloned they jus wanna beef
Cook a couple songs then I'm gone I see you ina week
Fresh as fuck rockin polo down to my jordan feet
I jus stay discreet n to myself nobody play wit me
Brand new pak ina air and this shit cost a fee
People hate on me I don't care if I meet your needs
Shawty kno all my songs and love my voice up ona beat
Gettin money, smokin' weed my lifestyle it what it be
Chasing money and a dream it ain't all what it seem
It's like a movie ona screen
Poppin pills I was fein
Had to stop and focus ona green
I jus wanted something of my own can't be sharing things
Take away my peace you dead wrong bouta make scene
Cop a P of strong to the dome now I'm seein' things
Losin conscious ona road back and forth at highspeed
Only thing I need is the weed and your loyalty
How you gon be mad when you really wasn't feelin me
Message on my phone say I'm sorry but I can't believe
10 js ina row I think I'm bouta fall asleep
Demons creep all in my mind wish they would let me be
Credits
Writer(s): Chad Barrett
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