Short Lived Thrills

(Aye)
(Yeah yeah)
(Aye)
(Chills)
(Thrills)
(Pills)
(Ah)
(Aye)

Give them something else
Sketchy hotels
Popping pills
Short lived thrills
Short lived thrills yeah

Give them something else
Sketchy hotels
Popping pills
Short lived thrills
Short lived thrills yeah

Dirty money in the wallet
Used to be more than my pocket
Now if I see the shirt Imma rock it yeah
Now that's just profit
No I'm not a prophet
But I'm 'bout my profit
What about it?
Yeah yeah

Time

Time in a county jail
Time alone in a cell
18 by myself
Hurting
Drug addiction burnin'
Major crimes was knockin'
I was just running

Fighting cops in the front yard
Momma crying
Getting arrested on the boulevard
Momma still cryin'
Shit was real hard
None of this shit simple
None of this shit

Being a criminal
To society
Losing my reality
Damn that's just me
ADHD
A little hyphy

I've been seeing people cryin'
People dyin'
People dead
A whole lotta lead
A whole lotta shit
I haven't opened up about or said

18
Hooked on the xanny
Taking 'em like candy
Losing my reality
Yeah that's just me
Give them something else
Give them something else
Damn

Give them something else
Sketchy hotels
Popping pills
Short lived thrills
Short lived thrills yeah

Give them something else
Sketchy hotels
Popping pills
Short lived thrills
Short lived thrills yeah

Dirty money in the wallet
Used to be more than my pocket
Now if I see the shirt Imma rock it yeah
Now that's just profit
No I'm not a prophet
But I'm 'bout my profit
What about it?

Time in a county jail
Time alone in a cell
18 by myself
Hurting
Drug addiction burnin'
Years where I was running
Major crimes knockin'
Yeah

Fighting cops in the front yard
Momma crying
Getting arrested on the blvd
Momma still cryin'
Shit had been real hard

None of this shit simple
None of this shit easy
Being a criminal
To society

Losing my reality
Damn that's just me
ADHD
A little hyphy yeah
That's just me yeah



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Writer(s): Reid Flesh
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