osamason - nyquil (prod hd)

production by marcusbasquiat

this a high quality film right

i get high alone, get high by myself
yeah, its just me and i, i need no one else
baby where'd you go when i needed help?
baby tell me bout it, you aint been yourself
tell me pretty lies, tell me pretty things
even if its lies, tell me anyway
you driving me crazy, drive me insane
i cant feel my body, bitch im on that pain

yeah, its a different day
its the same thing, just a different day
yeah get that hoe gone, get up out my space
yeah this ho like my songs, told her get away
they think im just talking on these songs, but i need help
ive been moody, tryna sober up now my friends gone
kinda feels like they left me here yeah, all by myself
now im sitting here wonderin why you did me dead wrong
dead wrong, aye, why you did me that wrong

i get high alone, get high by myself
yeah, its just me and i, i need no one else
baby where'd you go when i needed help?
baby tell me bout it, you aint been yourself
tell me pretty lies, tell me pretty things
even if its lies, tell me anyway
you driving me crazy, drive me insane
i cant feel my body, bitch im on that pain

pretty things

Produced by HavinAmo, Eric T & Migz
novair.. it begins

Onna Tuesday

Discussion (Edward Leon Stephens II)

Greenwich

WorstPaxk

blood "i love you all" prod @ughua

#scfirst

(Chorus)
Yeah
Ion play ball but I hit up da bank
She want da money so I make it rain
She said “boy tell me what’s wrong”, no I can’t
Its been a few days and my heart still in pain
I just want chase and da ma-fuckin pape,
Dis btc uh blow me, she said fuck a vape
O-V to O-V, we pop wit da drac 

Boy you don’t know me, why u hate
Hood n*gga but trap at da bank
Hood n*gga thought you could, you can’t
I don’t wanna chop
No I do not wanna chop, wanna tank
I meet dat boy onna block, inna paint
Okay you shooting, tell me whatchu rank
He don’t get money, lil boy you a lame
I think da money and drugs heal da pain
So much money I make dis ho faint
Why da fuck do these n*ggas they hate
Why is we beefing when we making pape
I took his chopper, he can’t get it back
Dis a head-bopper, you shaking ya head
Been outta school but I still keep dat lead
Life like the ocean but you know i
Tread
I’m still treading
Got dat lead on me, send em to heaven
Money fell on me, think dis a blessing
Put da Glock down, I beat em like tekken
New coat, dis be vetements
Feel like high school jock wit da letterman
We see a op on da block then we trapping em
We get the mop out da car, trigger tappin it
Tryna run from da mob, it ain’t happening
Cappin em, we put a ma-fuckin cap in em, eugh 
Cannot get wit us we lapping ya
Lapping ya,
Money run round me, ain’t lapping ya yeah
Ya ho just like krogers, I’m bagging her
Sike I do not want the hoe but still bagging her yeah
Cannot get wit us we lapping ya
Lapping ya,
Money run round me, ain’t lapping ya yeah

(Chorus)
Yeah
Ion play ball but I hit up da bank
She want da money so I make it rain
She said “boy tell me what’s wrong”, no I can’t
Its been a few days and my heart still in pain
I just want chase and da ma-fuckin pape
Dis btc uh blow me, she said fuck a vape
O-V to O-V, we pop wit da drac

Discussion (Edward Leon Stephens II)

souljex