No Ceilings
Tell me how you feel, what's the deal today
Imma keep it real, keep it real today
I been in the dark but I keep my spark
Imma light a blunt and I'll keep this shit blunt
Baby I just want your blood on my mother-fucking tongue
I said I just want your soul in my mother-fucking hold
I said I just wanna go to the coast with you
Maybe hit the floor, we could roll a boo
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Baby hold me tight at the end of the night
See you might feel better than these mother-fucking pints
I can feel the poison in me cyanide
Told myself I'd never live this type of life
When I was childlike, ten years old or something
Then I grew up and said maybe I can just hold me something
And get a lil buzz real quick one time
Well maybe two times three times fun times
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Imma keep it real, keep it real today
I been in the dark but I keep my spark
Imma light a blunt and I'll keep this shit blunt
Baby I just want your blood on my mother-fucking tongue
I said I just want your soul in my mother-fucking hold
I said I just wanna go to the coast with you
Maybe hit the floor, we could roll a boo
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Baby hold me tight at the end of the night
See you might feel better than these mother-fucking pints
I can feel the poison in me cyanide
Told myself I'd never live this type of life
When I was childlike, ten years old or something
Then I grew up and said maybe I can just hold me something
And get a lil buzz real quick one time
Well maybe two times three times fun times
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Baby tell me now what the deal is
I ain't want friends, it ain't love I don't feel it
I be off the drank, I can feel my mind peeling
I be high as fuck, I don't have no fucking ceiling
Credits
Writer(s): Damien Alejandro Kwit
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