Think my drink was spiked way back in vegas
Bootleg jordans on, i got some stains in
Too much on my mind but i don’t say it
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
Think i got too high, the picture faded
Deprivation tank still in my spaceship
Cocaine, lexapro, that’s my fragrance
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
Now baby, i got my own card, who tryna charge?
Started a dollar a cup, front of my yard
Now people will pay me to drink, guess i’m a star
I’m hitting rock bottom i think, that’s why it’s hard
Life is a movie that’s clear call it a blu-ray
Realize you’re no longer here, why i’m so blue babe
Got the expensivest sh#t, calling me 2 chainz
Why i’m still feeling like sh#t, man?
Think my drink was spiked way back in vegas
Bootleg jordans on, i got somе stains in
Too much on my mind but i don’t say it
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
Think i got too high, the picturе faded
Deprivation tank still in my spaceship
Cocaine, lexapro, that’s my fragrance
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
I love you, but i will never say it
I look cool, but really i am breaking
I love you, but i will never say it
I look cool, but really i am breaking
Think my drink was spiked way back in vegas
Bootleg jordans on, i got some stains in
Too much on my mind but i don’t say it
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
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