Lyrics

Riddle me this Riddle me that Riveting when i'm on Ritalin packs Minutes of fun Time to sit back I cannot focus so ideas pass Sedatives in Said I could have What I want if I can settle on tasks Want to do this Want to do that I swear my brain can never relax Riddle me this Riddle me that Riveting when i'm on Ritalin packs Minutes of fun Time to sit back I cannot focus so ideas pass Sedatives in Said I could have What I want if I can settle on tasks Want to do this Want to do that I swear my brain can never relax Riddle me this Riddle me that Put them in baggies I'm passing them back Know that I need them but rather would have Copped the Bron's shopping at Saks Momma needs some she wan lose a few stacks Homies eat them them they go straight to the max Love the irony of selling a pack Cause the reason I focus All in them bags Niggas on dicks man put them on blast Niggas selling trips so they can get a bit of gas I don't have clips I don't have gats Selling to kids with the politician dads Probably get a problem if a pile of them stashed But the possibility of that Is slim to none Cause when this shit come Everybody wanna CIBA tab Riddle me this Riddle me that Riveting when i'm on Ritalin packs Minutes of fun Time to sit back I cannot focus so ideas pass Sedatives in Said I could have What I want if I can settle on tasks Want to do this Want to do that I swear my brain can never relax Riddle me this Riddle me that Riveting when i'm on Ritalin packs Minutes of fun Time to sit back I cannot focus so ideas pass Sedatives in Said I could have What I want if I can settle on tasks Want to do this Want to do that I swear my brain can never relax I just want that fetty But how do I try when my mind not ready It's time to rewind to when lines were steady And I could decide what to rhyme about Now I'm relying on IG entirely for any Topics on how I can stop you in cellies And crop out of time that you'll watch my many Videos that got you to rock w me heavy I just need a Ritalin My brain cannot maintain like no interest in Everything maybe I can go get it again 'Script filling it So I can write a verse without the pain of remembering All of the things that I still got to do I done forgot how to see things through The anxiety got me in my noose Ready to explode if I cannot choose The words for the rhymes and the rhymes for the booth The sighs and the cries cause my mind cannot do What I'd like when I try but I'm tired of the losing Whenever writing another line I won't use And I'm quietly fighting these ideas While being all ears For these outsiders amusement Trying to get back to the prime years Passion refined there Cause my inner child is confused man I just wanna keep on going and stop running man For hundreds When I hit my flows and they loving it but none of them Gone hear why I chose how I'm tonguing words And what they meant Cause them don't know this so important To the love I grant Myself Maybe I felt Like I don't mean a thing if my brain don't excel at writing So just give me another of them Ritalin's So I can feel like I'm proud of myself Riddle me this Riddle me that Riveting when i'm on Ritalin packs Minutes of fun Time to sit back I cannot focus so ideas pass Sedatives in Said I could have What I want if I can settle on tasks Want to do this Want to do that I swear my brain can never relax Riddle me this Riddle me that Riveting when i'm on Ritalin packs Minutes of fun Time to sit back I cannot focus so ideas pass Sedatives in Said I could have What I want if I can settle on tasks Want to do this Want to do that I swear my brain can never relax
Writer(s): Alexis Bratcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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