Substance Abuse

Have you ever felt like you were in a room screaming at the top of your lungs And no one could hear you This is how an addict feels almost every second of their life Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Don't talk to me like I'm famous Back then she played me Now she talk to me like I made it Don't you know that I waited Yeah, I waited for you Wait 'til I pull up with my latest, you'll be hating won't you Yeah, you won't like that too much 'Cause I'll be balling too hard And yeah, they say that I am But girl to me you're the star And I want you, Uncle Sam They might not know who you are But girl you know who I am And girl you're close to my heart, yeah Girl you're the one I wanna be with Girl you're the one I should've been with Would've been lit yeah, ooh I must admit yeah, ooh Gimmie a hug, yeah Well shit, can I get a kiss, yeah, ooh I'm not a thug But ain't no love tougher than this I've gotta say, that if I could have things my way We'd be boo'd up watching Netflix I'd be never worried 'bout the next bitch None of this shit would be hectic 50k just on my neck bitch Pull up exotic whip bitch, fuck a Lexus Let's shit on these niggas, I'm not sympathetic They shitted on us, so no, I don't regret it She know where I'm headed, I fucked her on credit You fuck with the gang, I pray you go to heaven Kill 'em with kindness, I'm giving out blessings, yeah Time is money, and I got no time for the stressing Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm Laid back Sippin' on gin and juice And I got Good gas Bitch I ain't trippin' 'bout you And I got Six brats Tryna come back to the hotel But she eat that dick up like Rotel I'm talking so good that I must tell Must share Put it in the air Up there I smoke everywhere I don't really care My heart needs repair I don't really care My heart needs repair I don't really care My heart needs repair I can't really care My heart needs repair I don't really care My heart needs repair I don't really care My heart needs repair Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Look I'm rollin' up 'til I'm faded Im pourin' up and I'm sippin' slow Deadheads, Beatniks, Stoners, Junkies, Hippies These terms are use to described a lifestyle fixated on substance abuse And somehow manage to function in society while living a self destructive life