Dis Substance
I been gone off alcohol cant get to the bottom of dis jug
I hit my plug come n get me out this hole i dug
Hangs up, i shrug
Seem like nobody got the time for me
No time for reid, swallow up my platinum pride and bleed
Memorizin lines to leave the house, cant get out da couch
Addys out the pouch actin like they help an ounce
I'm chasing, im racing, won't make it, im faded
I face it, forsaken cant take it no mo
I check the top dro daz where the powder go
Hit up my old hoe, but i burned dat bridge long time ago
Know im the shit, but right now i aint shit
So i sniff n hit the studio but i cant write shit
Where the fuck im supposed to look
Ain't know how much i took
No answers in these books
Livin da life of a cold crook
Daz wat i get right, isn't that wat u said
Back to the loop, my own demise livin in my head
And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
Daz another pill
And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
Daz another pill
I said i wont regret no shit i ever did, daz definite
Ain't heaven sent n itz evident
Iz hard to walk away w a dick this big
Dirty 30 im standin sturdy
Hoes on my nutz n they dirty
I alwayz worry, dip in a hurry
Gotta boss it up gotta use my fury
Got shit u dont, fuckin w shit u wont
Neva home these hoez be goin prone
Dey hittin my phone like, why u so alone
I been round dat block quite a few times
Still pickin dat lock, gotta get my mind in tact
Look at da facts, n pickup da slack
Cuz fuck ya relations, aint complicated
I try to fit in but i aint got the patience
I think ima sadist, dont wanna be famous
I just wanna stack up my gualla and tell em i made it
Fuck what i want right
Ima stay killin it on sight
Told em it wont be a long fight
Boy i could do dis shit all night
And i will keep it sealed
Daz my bitch, yall know da deal
Got ten toes down inna game for real
Growin up like grass wit da mass appeal
Flak jack inna mask givin caps a peel
Matte black cadillac and a pack of pills and a bag of skills
Try to match, get skinned alive
Can't stop me now, dis game is mine
And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
Daz another
I hit my plug come n get me out this hole i dug
Hangs up, i shrug
Seem like nobody got the time for me
No time for reid, swallow up my platinum pride and bleed
Memorizin lines to leave the house, cant get out da couch
Addys out the pouch actin like they help an ounce
I'm chasing, im racing, won't make it, im faded
I face it, forsaken cant take it no mo
I check the top dro daz where the powder go
Hit up my old hoe, but i burned dat bridge long time ago
Know im the shit, but right now i aint shit
So i sniff n hit the studio but i cant write shit
Where the fuck im supposed to look
Ain't know how much i took
No answers in these books
Livin da life of a cold crook
Daz wat i get right, isn't that wat u said
Back to the loop, my own demise livin in my head
And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
Daz another pill
And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
Daz another pill
I said i wont regret no shit i ever did, daz definite
Ain't heaven sent n itz evident
Iz hard to walk away w a dick this big
Dirty 30 im standin sturdy
Hoes on my nutz n they dirty
I alwayz worry, dip in a hurry
Gotta boss it up gotta use my fury
Got shit u dont, fuckin w shit u wont
Neva home these hoez be goin prone
Dey hittin my phone like, why u so alone
I been round dat block quite a few times
Still pickin dat lock, gotta get my mind in tact
Look at da facts, n pickup da slack
Cuz fuck ya relations, aint complicated
I try to fit in but i aint got the patience
I think ima sadist, dont wanna be famous
I just wanna stack up my gualla and tell em i made it
Fuck what i want right
Ima stay killin it on sight
Told em it wont be a long fight
Boy i could do dis shit all night
And i will keep it sealed
Daz my bitch, yall know da deal
Got ten toes down inna game for real
Growin up like grass wit da mass appeal
Flak jack inna mask givin caps a peel
Matte black cadillac and a pack of pills and a bag of skills
Try to match, get skinned alive
Can't stop me now, dis game is mine
And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
Daz another
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Writer(s): Christoph Bauss, Tanner Petulla, Bastian Voelkel
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