Feel Sane
Reigned
Since I hit the game
On the paper chase
Fore' I aim
That heat to brain and let it spray
This that same shit that feed my angst
But lead to fame
Think I aint shit
Cause I dont bang shit
Don't fucking say shit
Okay bitch
I let you do me dirty on that fake shit
You were sipping dirty, popping 30s and that pain shit
Telling me to take this
And if I don't
Then I aint shit
Make a nigga anxious
Fuck you
Still on your playlist
It's pop a bean time
Follow me now
We OD on codeine now
What you mean nah
Don't wanna be like me
You're like 17 now
Let's hit the 27 club
Drinks is all on me now
Yuh yuh
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
They tell me my rhymes ill
But only off five pills
They tell me I'm slept on
Like niggas sip nyquil
A fight to survive still
Unlikely that i'm killed
I'll do it my damn self
Cause fuck nigga I will
Turn my pain into paper
Rage into more anger
Fill pages in hopes you can relate
Or motivate em'
What's a stand with a pitcher and glass
But no lemonade
Just a flask filled with liquor
To max you self hatred
Internalizing the pain
And the burning hasn't been fading
You worship heaven but Satan
Been hurting you on you on a daily
Perc 30s what you been taking
You burp and regurgitate em
Flirting with death and certainly working harder to date him
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
Since I hit the game
On the paper chase
Fore' I aim
That heat to brain and let it spray
This that same shit that feed my angst
But lead to fame
Think I aint shit
Cause I dont bang shit
Don't fucking say shit
Okay bitch
I let you do me dirty on that fake shit
You were sipping dirty, popping 30s and that pain shit
Telling me to take this
And if I don't
Then I aint shit
Make a nigga anxious
Fuck you
Still on your playlist
It's pop a bean time
Follow me now
We OD on codeine now
What you mean nah
Don't wanna be like me
You're like 17 now
Let's hit the 27 club
Drinks is all on me now
Yuh yuh
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
They tell me my rhymes ill
But only off five pills
They tell me I'm slept on
Like niggas sip nyquil
A fight to survive still
Unlikely that i'm killed
I'll do it my damn self
Cause fuck nigga I will
Turn my pain into paper
Rage into more anger
Fill pages in hopes you can relate
Or motivate em'
What's a stand with a pitcher and glass
But no lemonade
Just a flask filled with liquor
To max you self hatred
Internalizing the pain
And the burning hasn't been fading
You worship heaven but Satan
Been hurting you on you on a daily
Perc 30s what you been taking
You burp and regurgitate em
Flirting with death and certainly working harder to date him
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
I need me a Xanax and percocet to feel sane
It started off as self medication to numb the pain
But now I'm fucking sick and I need it like everyday
People don't understand that im spiraling to my grave
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Writer(s): Demacio Gordon
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