I Need You
Ayye
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need THC so it can tell me how to chill
I need LSD I fry my mind then see the real
Ye I need a passion I can't find it in these pills
Devil want my soul and Ye he got me by the heels
Now what do I do I'm stuck between my sin and truth
Folding under pressure like the first time in a booth
Steezy
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ima show you the real me
Not a weak thing
Get the money then I split like Kevin heart got big dreams
Madara dreams to reality
That's my power bruh
No weapon formed against now shall send me up
Everyone that gets to know me
Gets a chance to see that I'm a beast wit it
Can't deny I'm an artist you give me a pen I'm elite wit it
Rip the top off the pin top
Beyblade ima spin a bar
On writers block
I poke the devil in his third eye
Now he slither off
I'm at the point
You don't take nothing less than where your goals be at
They like Steezy where the hoes at
I don't chase hoes that's a culdesac
I break a nose
I break bats
I take notes
Then act fast
My cheat code
Is fast math
Demons tested
Can't be bested
Cuz I'm Gods child
Demons tested
Can't be bested
Cuz I'm Gods child
Demons tested
Can't be bested
They get beat up like
Punching bags with killer lessons
We in school you get the message
Chillin in a cage front
Taming beast like Ketchum
Wipe a demon nose cuz he sick like it's rainin
Demon it felt cold
Thought I froze
He gone aim sum
My spirit in this
Ayye
Man my freestyle game so crazy... like the 80s
Man my freestyle game so crazy... give her a maybe
Man my freestyle game so crazy I give her a question and I popped it out like rabies
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need THC so it can tell me how to chill
I need LSD I fry my mind then see the real
Ye I need a passion I can't find it in these pills
Devil want my soul and ye he got me by the heels
Now what do I do I'm stuck between my sin and truth
Folding under pressure like the first time in a booth
Folding under pressure like the book that's in the Stu
I gotta get away from you
And Ye I'm drunk as fuck and I don't even know where to go from here
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need THC so it can tell me how to chill
I need LSD I fry my mind then see the real
Ye I need a passion I can't find it in these pills
Devil want my soul and Ye he got me by the heels
Now what do I do I'm stuck between my sin and truth
Folding under pressure like the first time in a booth
Steezy
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ima show you the real me
Not a weak thing
Get the money then I split like Kevin heart got big dreams
Madara dreams to reality
That's my power bruh
No weapon formed against now shall send me up
Everyone that gets to know me
Gets a chance to see that I'm a beast wit it
Can't deny I'm an artist you give me a pen I'm elite wit it
Rip the top off the pin top
Beyblade ima spin a bar
On writers block
I poke the devil in his third eye
Now he slither off
I'm at the point
You don't take nothing less than where your goals be at
They like Steezy where the hoes at
I don't chase hoes that's a culdesac
I break a nose
I break bats
I take notes
Then act fast
My cheat code
Is fast math
Demons tested
Can't be bested
Cuz I'm Gods child
Demons tested
Can't be bested
Cuz I'm Gods child
Demons tested
Can't be bested
They get beat up like
Punching bags with killer lessons
We in school you get the message
Chillin in a cage front
Taming beast like Ketchum
Wipe a demon nose cuz he sick like it's rainin
Demon it felt cold
Thought I froze
He gone aim sum
My spirit in this
Ayye
Man my freestyle game so crazy... like the 80s
Man my freestyle game so crazy... give her a maybe
Man my freestyle game so crazy I give her a question and I popped it out like rabies
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need it
I need THC so it can tell me how to chill
I need LSD I fry my mind then see the real
Ye I need a passion I can't find it in these pills
Devil want my soul and ye he got me by the heels
Now what do I do I'm stuck between my sin and truth
Folding under pressure like the first time in a booth
Folding under pressure like the book that's in the Stu
I gotta get away from you
And Ye I'm drunk as fuck and I don't even know where to go from here
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Writer(s): Adrian Murray
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