Letras
Yeah we are now about to take on a trip
Through the mind of a drug addict
Brand new pookie back lighter and some crissy
Got me on one sniffing lines off
Bitches titties. Mobbing through
The city like a mother fuckin mad Man.
Kids staring at me saying mommy that's the Bad man
Pushing ice through the ghetto
Whole Hood blinging
They know I got the problems When My phone stops ringing
A teener of Cristina
Got these hoes all on my weiner fuckin tweeker Bitches
Like there's no tomorrow not a dreamer
Cuz I don't never sleep
Naw dog I'm wide awake
Eyes Wide open on you fakes and you snakes
Mind full Of hate with a paranoid feel
Strapping up cuz now
My paranoias getting real
Friends telling me to chill
But they don't understand me
Shit they out to get To Just my fuckin family
Mind full of sick feeling All alone
So I take another bowl of scante to the Dome
Homie I'm higher then a plane
In love with these Drugs
Running through my veins
They blowing my
Mind like they giving me brain
With so much pain in The world they help me maintain
Homie I'm higher then a plane
In love with these Drugs
Running through my veins
They blowing my
Mind like they giving me brain
With so much pain in The world they help me maintain
My nostrils getting rotten
From sniffing oxycottin
I'll always be remembered
While yo shit is long Forgotten
I'm a pill popping fool by the name of Cypes
Sipping on a 40
And my pocket got a gang
Of Vikes feeling
Real good off these pills that I've Dropped well five Norcos two bars
Now that's a Cocktail
And instantly feel free
From anxiety rolling In my ride smoking weed through society
Homies Always tell me Cypes
Man you out of hand mixing All that methadone with the Ativan