xiTails

lyrics:

i havent slept in weeks
havent been home to sleep
i havent touched my street
since back about three weeks

i been on road and you know that
dont check my phone you know that
dont check my phone if its your snap
hope that you know where my heads at

grab my phone and go
i wanna be alone
all these blurry nights
that shit got to go

please dont hit my phone
im on airplane get the tone
just leave me alone
imma smoke and then ill go

this pain more than i can afford
popping tags
blowing stacks
ballin till im bored

any weather
i stay trapped
up inside my room
skipping sleep and making tracks
with the window leaking fumes

all i go is all out
songs out
sorry i couldnt come out

real talk
miss you
but got to much on my mind now

its a blur now
light jumps all around the room
i need to calm down
time moves 
too fast for me to call out

call me up i dont want you to hear me when im like this
digest
all of my surroundings
fight this
honestly
i dont know why im like this
i feel the night hit
toxic fumes pouring out my eyelids
help me
save me
from ever feeling like this

i would use all
of the time i had 
to prove to you ur
what i lack

i havent slept in weeks
havent been home to sleep
i havent touched my street
since back about three weeks

i been on road and you know that
dont check my phone you know that
dont check my phone if its your snap
hope that you know where my heads at

grab my phone and go
i wanna be alone
all these blurry nights
that shit got to go

please dont hit my phone
im on airplane get the tone
just leave me alone
imma smoke and then ill go

timelapse (prod. nadiak)

lyrics:

ive got too much to die for
3am and my eyes sore
i think i smoked more
then i was good for

she says that she loves me
layed out naked in the pine leaves
she said baby its cold out
but ive got my own heat

please can u hold me
these memories haunt me
so please can just control me
and pretend u love me

i need it so bad
i hope that u know that
these scars dig in so deep
my mind was never one to hold back

all u left was ur coat 
i could float on my words if i chose
i could choke on the do and the donts
i fix everything i had wronged
but ud pick it apart and just tell me i should go

tell me i should go
rum is in ur coke
i could see the bag that u were using for the blow
i dont fuck with them
but i guess i fuck with u
so if u want me to go i guess that thats what imma do

u tell me im lost 
but i fell in love with u
im really only lost
cause i know im losing u
great ok thats cool
guess its bye from the door
id say text me when ur home but i never hear from u

please can u hold me
these memories haunt me
so please can just control me
and pretend u love me

i need it so bad
i hope that u know that
these scars dig in so deep
my mind was never one to hold back

luv me (prod. kryptik)

produced by @beatzera

cover art found at https://vskyevaz.tumblr.com/

lyrics:

i been tryna switch up my lyrics
and fixing my mixing sometimes u cant even hear it
im hit with a blessing sometimes i cant even see it
i smoke so much potent i swear i practically breath it
i should take it easy
i choose not to
coat the blunt with keef u see me dip it like some fondue
i could sing a song and tell u everything is possible
but i dont want to
im not even fucking done yet
how im spose to say that when i aint even blow up yet
it didnt fucking happen so u couldnt say it does yet
u say tomorrows sunny but u cant even see the sun yet
fuck im kindov upset
i see how we acting and i think we better off dead
fuck it ill go first just put the bullet up in my head
i could clear my thoughts with just a little bit of meds
or i could clear it all and take a lesson from the lead

everything i make is fucking shit
i mean how cool can multiple voices really get
every single drop is always just what u except
9tails making music just for crying in ur bed

bitch im making fucking music bout the thoughts inside my head
tired of my problems u should drop a track instead
i make all my shit for me im barely getting bread
get the fuck out of my messages with all the disrepect

u know i really dont deserve it
as for all the lyrics bitch i hope u fucking learn this
and i dont need the fame and fuck the tours this aint purpose
this aint  no small loan of one million bitch i earned this

i hope u heard this
i fucking earned this

ill try to explain (prod. beatz era)

produced by @furino & @fixh

lyrics:

somebody stop my fucking head
somebody stop my fucking head
from hurting me
stop my head
somebody stop my fucking head
from hurting me
ashes on the walls
im blowing fucking smoke into the exhuast fan in the washroom
im not dead
im not dead
but sometimes i want toooooo be

welcome to me (introduction) (prod. furino & fixh)

produced by @larkinbeats

lyrics:

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

stars
im in the stars
too high bitch im on mars
whip foreigns only ride fast cars
we gon get rich while u watch
i know this one hit the spot
expensive shoes thrifted tops
i give this all that i got
im giving u all that i got

stars
constellations in the sky
rip spliffs and i listen to my own tracks
im finding the fuck ups im not gassed
dm's like bro how u do dat
bitch dont u watch how i do dis
im making songs when i feel like it
this shit does not have a blueprint

close the grinder lock the grooves in
the game had some space so i moved in
i come from the city of music
but i do not stress in my music
release less get more attention
that do not sound bout the music
if all u care about is a like button
move to youtube boy u losin

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

alone again (prod. why loner)

produced by why loner at https://twitter.com/why_loner

search search
fight like the greeks and the persians
u want merch
dont got enough of my earnings
i gotta soul search
maybe i live for a purpose
maybe worse
but fuck it im dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

i blend in like im in camoulage
i walk around with no entourage
one of my boys wear a g shock
when i come up he gon get audemar

my mans still whippin a civic
saw the ghost he couldnt get it
i swear imma get u a lambourghini
u need to hear when u whip it

rolly is iced it dont look like it tickin
think im addicted to spinach
she look like emma watson
and she on my broom like its quidditch

i used to hit bed with no food in my stomach
and now i cant finish
im stable but i keep on waiting to plummet
im reaching my summit

fuck with my brain 
fuck with my brain
drugs drive me insane
im doing great
stay in ur lane
i dont need the fame
i dont wanna talk
but reporters hit me up anyway
id go to the mall
been i been up for like two nights and i aint looking great

looking rough
im not feeling great
havent ate nothing but a rice cake
bottom lip i got toothepaste
rock bottom bitch how the dirt taste
got candy bars how the words taste
take cheap shots like a cheap skate
my women look like lois lane 
her pussy sweet like a cheese cake

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

dying for certain (prod. why loner)

lyrics:

when i ask if u really with me then u should say no
im going insane and i think i could feel my blood trickling into my throat
smoking a wood full of sour i suck in the smoke
lately i feel like the goat
this whole experience feel like a glow

this shit it feels like a glow got 
green and red stripe on my toes
ur girl put her snap on my phone like
damn i just thought u should know

i got real intentions fuck fakes
no gucci shoes but they snakes
i make a song half baked
then put it out in two days

i put it out in two days
take a big blunt to my face
got two girls at my place
they talkin like ya we go both ways

want beef fuck out my page
shoot shit u get erased
thats true shit look in my face
im insane look at my face

this shit some fucking garbage 
no music ur starving him 
u dont try it dont fucking knock it
talk up and u silence him

look what u fucking started
i cant be ur guardian
if i lost the music shit now
fuck it id start again

fuck it im on again
all winter long again
taking in oxygen
and screaming out lyrics in front a mic again

look what u fucking started 
i cant be ur guardian 
i know some things u dont know
dont let me start again

when i ask if u really with me then u should say no
im going insane and i think i could feel my blood trickling into my throat
smoking a wood full of sour i suck in the smoke
lately i feel like the goat
this whole experience feel like a glow

oxygen breather (prod. kryptik)

produced by Homage at www.homageproductions.com/

lyrics:

woah ok lemme breathe
woah ok lemme breathe
woah woah woah woah
woah ok lemme breathe

dont fucking come near me cause u catchin my disease
i slide up on these bars and then i spit some shit in key
id show u round my mind but even i dont wanna see
id show u round my mind but even i dont got a key

look at me look at me im off a pack now
dont like me ill hit him like im pacquiao
everybody truth or truth with the questions
but im playing dare or dare every sentence

always hide my fucking weed like its weapons
know the plug so fucking well im like the charger
why u say u been balling like the past stence
bitch u know im still balling vince carter

ahh ahh
and im dirty with it
mazzeratti whippin
cookin up so many phones its like im in the kitchen
bitch im hot make u believe like its a new religion

bitch ill break u at the seems like u some true religions
live my life like im a fiend like im a super villain
man im sick im really sick like i need penecilin
when i chop the beat it drop and make u touch the ceiling

make u touch the ceiling
they text me but i dont reply i got em in the feelings
u can move past me
im running on empty

for real
im fucking empty
spent my money on these leases wallets empty
eat a rapper bitch u know im always hungry
they already bite me u should get me out ur tummy

woah ok lemme breathe
woah ok lemme breathe
woah woah woah woah
woah ok lemme breathe

woah ok lemme breathe
woah ok lemme breathe
woah woah woah woah
woah ok lemme breathe

woah (prod. homage)

produced by young taylor @user-321073911

lyrics:

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

red supreme louis on my bag
all u fall behind bitch u jet lagged
pot is too loud seepin out the bag
boi dont u feel gassed u not in my lane 
lane lane lane lane

blowin lots of weed smoke thru the window pane
been a busy year so of course i fucking changed
i got headphones on my ears bout three quarters of the day

u stay hella wack
u fucking lame lame
ion ever touch that crack cocaine cain
but ill take a fucking tree right to the face face

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

and u heard it here first
imma stick around and make this shit for what its worth
the money come in bags
potent come in bags
u'd think im livin life but i could swear this shit a curse

shoulder bag
shoulder strap
gucci tag
body bad
she drop it down
and throw it back

pour it up
el derado rum in a soda cup
imma try to play the game until my time is up

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

boring (prod. young taylor)

produced by @xlandfill

lyrics:

all my friends say
i need to slow down
im so faded im a ghost now
i dont pop no fucking percs bitch
thats just not my type of savage
all these others rappers average
stay on shuffle like some magic
when i drop a fucking project
they always listen to fucking all of it
all my friends say
i need to slow down
im so faded im a ghost now
i dont pop no fucking percs bitch
thats just not my type of savage

no percs (prod. landfill)

produced by @prodbyvessels

lyrics:

i do nothing for the clout
i dont know what all that shit about ya
so deep in the pussy i might drown
but the attention aint at all what this about

all these dms say they like my sound
im not gonna tell u how i vox it out
ur homie dont like me we can fucking box it out
ur girl hate my shit then how the fuck i take her out

u a bunch of lames
u said u hit 10k and it turns out those follows fake
how u gonna flex when u were broke the other day
email for the repost get the fuck out of my face

i been a little stressed up 
some beats sell for 30k that shit is fucked up
i get one for free non profit off of youtube
and make it fucking make it slap like its a platinum

hit me to fight
hop on the bike
stand on the pegs
into the night
drunk as it gets
bleeding and shit
someone keep whispering bro this is it
what do u mean
chill u a bitch
u fucking work
u hit a lick
i dont hit stains
i just hit licks
i dont blow shells
i just blow cheques

i do nothing for the clout
i dont know what all that shit about ya
so deep in the pussy i might drown
but the attention aint at all what this about

clout (prod. vessels)

produced by @strangerofthepast

lyrics:

waste my time
im realizing i cant be satisfied
i take my time when i break u down
mascara runs as the tears slide out

friends tell me i need help
i need fucking nothing except myself
blunts wraps and pill bottles line the shelf
dont put me on i can do this by myself

backwoods in the park
i get headaches when i go hard
i need toothepaste i could taste the tar
this the new wave 
i feel reborn
had to make this fucking tape
i need to scream more

bitch they fucking like me
they really fucking like me
if i speak my mind i bet his mans'll come and strike me
dont wanna fight me
my people round u high key
they not about the flex but they keep heat tucked on em low key
i feel like loki
mixed with master roshi
u shouldnt test me
send bars right at ur dome piece
dont got a beef but i just thought that u should know piece
on my own piece
i did this on my own piece
i got a job so imma fucking buy my own lease
shit is always fire these beats made of fucking stove grease

waste my time
im realizing i cant be satisfied
i take my time when i break u down
mascara runs as the tears slide out

i need nothing (prod. stranger)

produced by @notmorgn

@guccihighwaters

lyrics:

(guccihighwaters)

where my friends?
all i see is ghosts with drug addictions
im floating well but i will sink with this affliction

and that night they found u dead right in the kitchen the sharp needle pushed like a piston

come feel come feel

(9TAILS)

come feel the beat of my heart
is it fast and should i be scared
bitch i been falling apart

ur friend hit a rough patch
bitch i BEEN falling apart
i could teach em how to deal with that
i could show em where to start

it really isnt that hard
put the work raise the bar
i treat the game like a football
kick that shit all 53 yards

catch up to me thats a trek
far trek no picard
u aint really been thru enough
take a look at these scars

im falling
through the cracks
back breaking
under the pressure u had put up on my back

love bites purple onto my neck
with no love its boring
wish i could feel something

(guccihighwaters)

i wish i could
i wish i could
i wish i could
just a fragment of my heart
is all that u left me
how many times
cus girl i been stressin

no friends just vices around me
they only help me block out my surroundings
19 but my heart is in fragments
now every night i just sleep in the casket

(9TAILS & guccihighwaters)

im falling
through the cracks
back breaking
under the pressure u had put up on my back

love bites purple onto my neck
with no love its boring
wish i could feel something

9TAILS & guccihighwaters - scars (prod. notmorgn)

@guccihighwaters

produced by @notmorgn

lyrics:

9TAILS:

lemme fucking leave already
its not a fucking episode my hands not steady
wallet phone and keys
in my jacket
bitch i feel like oli
take the swisher then i crack it

fuck it
im on it
split the
pack

neck is 
water 
camel 
back

i cant 
sleep in
somni
ac

bad de
cisions
fucking bite you back

6 in the morning
blunt full of potent
once i get this money
my team look so frozen

someone mixing potion
it spilling on the floor
january weather
when you smoking close the door

m3 for four doors
but ill take an m4
she bumpin all my problems
tryna be a saviour

ion need no help i just needed to vent more
at the jam with a qp in my jansport

fuck it
im on it
split the
pack

neck is 
water 
camel 
back

i cant 
sleep in
somni
ac

bad de
cisions
fucking bite you back

guccihighwaters:

no suppression bullets pop 
i hear them echo
no lean got proseco 
it pollute my blood vessels
don’t call me famous even if i changed
i still got the same damn thoughts in my

oh i see the fake love
i guess im coming up
my circle tight though 
i can’t even trust
oh i see the fake love
i guess im coming up
my circle tight though 
i can’t even trust

straight f’s on my tests
big m’s on my checks
word play checkmate
like it’s chess
they mad 
cus they can’t
sing like me
pull up to the scene 
bitches tryna sight see

my bars are wack
they want that sad shit
they want the post death
scythe in my hand bitch
used to want to see the grave
until i saw that pretty face

BOTH:

fuck it
im on it
split the
pack

neck is 
water 
camel 
back

i cant 
sleep in
somni
ac

bad de
cisions
fucking bite you back

9TAILS & guccihighwaters - jansport (prod. notmorgn)

@guccihighwaters

produced by @notmorgn

lyrics:

9TAILS:

ill be 20
next year
but i dress like im old
sitting down 
12 hours
i could swear im 
growing mold

kraft macaroni
cooking up
on the stove
i got no where else to be
but ill say i gotta go
everytime she tells me i should stay some more
ion see no drugs so fuck it gotta go

gotta go
gotta go
i gotta go

not a single hour lately i dont wanna roll
not a single meal i wouldnt finish with a smoke
never touch a bogie and i put that on my soul
but i light so many woods its like a bought a pack of smokes

like i bought a pack of newports
living life like its a crash course
living life like theres a second try
i know u will but i dont think ill die
so im giving everything a try
whered u get it and how much it cost
how much of it cause an overdose

i dont wanna die but ill get close
how much of it gonna numb my soul
intense emotion make me curl my toes
fuck love i feel it getting old

guccihighwaters:

ill be 20 next year but i feel like im dead
i look like im 12 and my hair is a mess
flip the stack just like a tech deck
i ain’t smokin gas but if i did it would be septic

im fuckin ballin’
they tryna intercept it
they just get crossed up
like an intersection
y’all my sons
like i broke the contraceptive
she lackin vitiman D 
so she swallowed my erection

must be my aesthetic
shawty gimme neck
but it feel like anesthetic
i can’t feel my chest shit
my heart beatin fast
think it’s cardiac arrest bitch

woah big words i think i need a dictionary 
words inducing images but this ain’t pictionary
write in the morning
record in the evening
day in the life
but i breathe for no reason
by the way girl i gotta go
i just get inspired from the feeling of your throat

plus its cold out i think i see some snow
hopefully it sticks so i can stay inside alone
but

BOTH:

how much of it gonna numb my soul
intense emotion make me curl my toes

9TAILS & guccihighwaters - gtg (prod. notmorgn)

@guccihighwaters

produced by @notmorgn

lyrics:

guccihighwaters:

actions annotated
with a star like an asterisk
exposed to one craft 
months later imma master it
don’t cross my path
got knives up in my back 
revenge is very likely 
gotta leave it all at that

young anxious 
bitch i’m asthmatic
don’t dip in this water
cause its feeling kind of stagnant
in my room on my ones makin tracks
thinkin bout her and the way she arch her back
swear her soul make me feel fantastic 
melting brain cells like they constructed outta of plastic
gimme one week and i got a full track list
gucci 9TAILS break the game just like we savage

actions annotated
with a star like an asterisk
exposed to one craft 
months later imma master it
don’t cross my path
got knives up in my back 
revenge is very likely 
gotta leave it all at that

9tails:

with my boy gucci
club lights hella dim like a movie
got a soothing voice like a bubble bath
and a flow like smoothie

sometimes the game to stressful
i like to kick back
me and morgan set a week aside and made five tracks

you cannot fuck with us
you couldnt catch up if you wanted too
everybody get way too emotional
just because i dont fuck with you

long pin on the lock screen
no read reciepts it wont say seen 
that text message say text message
im private bitch dont watch me

balling out in my nikes
im balling up in the ice rink
this bowl big when i crack this
needa wash it down with a large drink

i came first dragons den
you came second like shark tank
you bat shit like crazy people
im bat shit like bruce wayne

get up and hit record
stomach hurt gimme tums ill take 4
write a verse and take 5
grab a snack come back and write more

this flow causing a wave
the water come to my shorts
high waters on my gucci
and blunts back at the shore

guccihighwaters:

actions annotated
with a star like an asterisk
exposed to one craft 
months later imma master it
don’t cross my path
got knives up in my back 
revenge is very likely 
gotta leave it all at that

9TAILS & guccihighwaters - revenge (prod. notmorgn)

produced by @taylorkingmusic

lyrics:

how u wanna do this
i been in advance 
i been working i been moving

people going stupid
party got a molly plug
everybody too lit

numbers say im growing
i just get ideas then i put them all in motion
feel it flowing smooth

drop top roof
hot box bentley
only going up broke boys keep filling with jealousy, envy
running through veins
white ash on the blunt high grade
while u promoting ur shit i bang out a tape
we are not the same

bitch u will never be like me
get out of my psyche
u must have been bumping like all my old shit cause u sounding just like me

these rappers that like me, bite me
if u wanna get at me, fight me
pull up on me and ignite me
if u want it dirty then sprite me

i got pains inside my chest when i breathe
i should really get a vape but that shit gonna cost me
im broke as fuck i dropped a rack on balmain jeans
i dont know why cause that shit so damn ugly

how u wanna do this
i been in advance 
i been working i been moving

numbers say im growing
i just get ideas then i put them all in motion
feel it flowing smooth

dont invite ur friends if u tell me u wanna see me
i dont like em dont u get it fuck theyre ur friends for a reason
i dont need em if u wanna u can skip our plans and see em
to be honest i was gonna hit u up and say im sleepin

grey goose orange 
in some fresca 
in a stainless steel bottle 
take a shot 
take a sip 
and swallow 
and im gone now
look around 
everything
in slow mo 
its home time
lets get out
i really think we should go now

how u wanna do this
i been in advance 
i been working i been moving

numbers say im growing
i just get ideas then i put them all in motion
feel it flowing smooth

drop top roof
hot box bentley
only going up broke boys keep filling with jealousy envy
running through veins
white ash on the blunt high grade
while u promoting ur shit i bang out a tape
we are not the same

drop top roof
hot box bentley
only going up broke boys keep filling with jealousy envy
running through veins
white ash on the blunt high grade
while u promoting ur shit i bang out a tape
we are not the same

envy (prod. taylor king)

produced by pilgrim at www.youtube.com/channel/UCCDlc0Nw…2jQPEX6A/featured

lyrics:

i phone down to one percent i know
you expect a call from me i know
we supposed to link before the snow
you wanted to go out before its cold

i been loftin i fucked up i know
getting sick of me and girl it shows
you deserve it better you should know
but im not putting shit before the flow

someone hit my page and check me out
how you always this when i dont
you been getting jealous and it shows
try and make your mark before i go

before im fucking bitches getting dough
driving lamborghinis getting dome
girl you know im playing thats a joke
how come you can never take a joke

75% tinted
salad bowls its not spinach
got supernova got purple cheese got blueberry up in it

crack open that dart
this batch swisher pull harsh
this weed smoke smellin fart
you could see the cherry in the dark

i phone down to one percent i know
you expect a call from me i know
we supposed to link before the snow
you wanted to go out before its cold

i been loftin i fucked up i know
getting sick of me and girl it shows
you deserve it better you should know
but im not putting shit before the flow

i didnt mean to hurt you
grown woman with the grey goose and a curfew
i should be more careful
you cant block emotions like a learned to
you cant face the pain when someone hurt you

you sad as fuck you sure look like it
get someone else cause i been biting

i phone down to one percent i know
you expect a call from me i know
we supposed to link before the snow
you wanted to go out before its cold

i been loftin i fucked up i know
getting sick of me and girl it shows
you deserve it better you should know
but im not putting shit before the flow

my phone cracked as fuck but shit im broke
life is life and thats just how it goes
lately i dont like the way it flows
ill change its direction i suppose

gotta a couple friends out on the ropes
they been fuckin up thats how it goes
i been selfish i been staying home
someones gotta say it i suppose

i know (prod. pilgrim)

produced by classixs beats found at www.youtube.com/channel/UCkNqXC7nc4gtHQ8cKU48iow

lyrics:

i needa wean off
4am waking up and skipping zoloft
i needa wean off
all this isolation gimme hard ons
im not lonely
honestly ive come to love it here
i get my rocks off
but i cant take the emotion when the drugs wear off
i needa wean off

hit me with a feature boy just know this is art
come at me with garbage and ill rip it apart
honestly i been about it prior to you
and i dont need a fucking friend i need a drink and a dart

i dont even smoke but i think i should start
take a couple years and give em back to the dark
eliviate the pain and fucking take out my heart
eliviate the pain and give me back to the dark

i needa wean off
4am waking up and skipping zoloft
i needa wean off
all this isolation gimme hard ons
im not lonely
honestly ive come to love it here
i get my rocks off
but i cant take the emotion when the drugs wear off

they want a love song
but i havent felt love in a minute
its been so long
truthfully im not sure if i was ever in it
but now its all gone
the people and the visions we both thought of as vivid
thought of as lucid
fuck all the bullshit
strangle and beat up and fucking spit on the cupid
im so gone
scotch and a spliffy had got me saying some shit 
i never dreamt of
sertraline pills im not an artist im a motherfucking
pill box
right now fuck the flashing lights i think id rather see a 
red dot
headshot
maybe its time that i met god

4am waking up and skipping zoloft
i needa wean off
all this isolation gimme hard ons
im not lonely
honestly ive come to love it here
i get my rocks off
but i cant take the emotion when the drugs wear off
i needa wean off

i cant finish project
or put it in motion
everythings sounds shitty
by the damn second verse
got some real friends
sending me some warm texts

but its a shame that my phone dont work

i got debt on debt
u like my shit oh bet
i might not make it for a while
cause im fucked in the head
find me sleepin in bed
i got a 12 hour rest
imma wake up for an hour then go do it again
i needa wean off

give a fuck if im dependent on the meds
as long as i get up and think enough to make a track
its weird to have a thousand people screaming what i said
im good at working under pressure when im sad i write the best
smoke alot of weed but im addicted like its crack
i been rippin blunts until i feel it in my back
when you adopt the music you adopt it till u dead
your brain'll change and you can fire thoughts like your a gat

i needa wean off
4am waking up and skipping zoloft
i needa wean off
all this isolation gimme hard ons
im not lonely
honestly ive come to love it here
i get my rocks off
but i cant take the emotion when the drugs wear off
i needa wean off

xiTails

notTravis