Letras
Mama told me it was fish in the ocean
Yacht filling up with water, I'm still coastin'
Getting cold, just a few degrees from frozen
With my women, I can't ever do no low risk
All I know is
Foggy, subconscious, I should weigh my options
Drugs, a lot of 'em, to help the thinking process
Crawling through august, back to where I started
You heartless, I bought it, 'n thank god that I caught it
In my, state of mind
You can't rely, on me to find
My center
Winter's, coming, early, I'm just bitter
(2,3,4)
Looked me in the fuckin' eye, I took the words from your mouth
I ain't even reach my prime, you still fucked with the sound
Kept me going, kept me running towards the goalpost
Had me blowing smoke 'bout trips to London, tryna showboat
She said that I'm her fantasy, I can barely breathe, no air to reach
You ripped the pages out our story, guess we wasn't too important
(Mhm)
Felt something like ecstasy, or amphetamines,
You the shit I need
If your love was just a forgery, why'd you have to go 'n force it
(Mhm)
Soon as I noticed, all of the cold shit,
I knew I was counting my days, to remoteness
End of the road shit, tryna stay focused
Tell myself to keep far away, she just broken
Pops told me not to ever show emotion
And the nicest kinda bitches on some hoe shit
Warming water, think I'm finally making motion
Take another one of these, watch my soul lift
Constant, losses, but oh what's in my pocket
Drugs, a lot of 'em, to speed up my progress
Crawling through nausea, shoulda took precautions
You barged in, I locked in, n now I'm stuck here rottin
In my, state of mind
You can't rely, on me to find
My center
Winters, coming, early, mind my temper
Every second I'm awake is a nightmare
Screaming who have I become to the night air
Used to talk about a life doing what we dare