MEDiCATiON

Counting stacks, hella racks up on my stove
Grinding for my money
Out here mining for some gold
Life get hella complicated
Living in the cold
No one else but myself
Burning fire in the coal, aye
I could never get situated
Running out of time
And I'm running out of patience
Maybe if I fake it
I can get out of this situation
Bottle full of pills empty now
I need my medication

I been sitting here waiting, debating
Thinking about everything
Shaking in hatred
Reminiscing about the better days
Waiting in patience
I'm tryna make the perfect remedy
World in inflation
I guess some things
Just really never change

Where did all the time go
Shawty so bad had to fly her to my time zone
What the hell do I know?
Oh baby tell me where the time goes

That's the reason I keep me a blade inside my coat
Momma taught me from early on I can't trust a soul
Saw him beating on her made me wanna slit his throat
Only seven but I knew since then I hated home
Medication I can't seem to find a balance
Aberration this is why my actions callous
From the basement I envisioned me a palace
Losing patience, but I know my time is coming

They tried to break me down
But it's not that easy
Got em' in the corner
Leave a motherfucker wheezing
Bout' to snatch his soul
Got this boy praying to Jesus
I'm the reaper nice to meet ya
Name is Andy, Ima demon
Ima go getter, all about my cheddar
Fed up with this shit
Bitch it's whatever
Knock a pussy down
With this long range berretta
Life shit got me hella fed up
I'm just tryna get better

I got these motherfuckers pressed
I'm the best
Got the bulletproof vest when I flex

And if I die you can lay me here to rest
I won't weep, I won't cry, hear the heartbeat through your chest

Don't be worried about a tool
Just be worried about my knife
Butterfly when I slice
Triple sixes on my dice

They so worried bout' my moves they don't even got a life
I arrive, as they plotting on me tonight

That's the reason I keep me a blade inside my coat
Momma taught me from early on I can't trust a soul
Saw him beating on her made me wanna slit his throat
Only seven but I knew since then I hated home
Medication I can't seem to find a balance
Aberration this is why my actions callous
From the basement I envisioned me a palace
Losing patience, but I know my time is coming



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Writer(s): Prod. Names Not Andy
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