I couldn’t help but to think that
sh#t could’ve been so easier
I couldn’t help but to sit back
Smokin all the pain away (yuh)
Sitting in my room makin sh#t tracks
That I’ll never wanna use (nah)
Chillin in my room in the pitch black
I’m the one you had to use (yuh)
All these fake b#tches
Fake love
Roll a new blunt
I might smoke a pound
Of that loud
For that new song
Real mothaf#ckas by my side till they see me die
Imma keep my self medicated in the mean time
I can’t stand to see u fall
I just wanted to see u called
You ain’t gimme time
Not a rhyme not a reason
Imma keep on ballin till I’m fallin
I ain’t breathin
I couldn’t help but to think that
sh#t could’ve been so easier
I couldn’t help but to sit back
Smokin all the pain away (yuh)
Sitting in my room makin sh#t tracks
That I’ll never wanna use (nah)
Chillin in my room in the pitch black
I’m the one you had to use (yuh)
(I’m the one you had to use
I’m the one you had to use
I’m the one you had to use
I’m the one you had to use)
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