Lyrics

“Once you’ve found the right doctor.. don’t be afraid to take what they give you.. Often, it will be an opioid medication..”

It’s a good year to see my tires spin
Vibing off the psilocybin vitamins
Voices in my mind but I invite ‘em in
Pressure cooking diamonds
I’m high again, sound the sirens
I’m riding through environments on Percocet & Vicodins
Call my number and I’m dialed in
Shliding on the mic, I ain’t lying, I be wildin’
Look in my eyes, I been high for a while
I’m looking fine in my profile, I’m styling
But I’m addicted to the overdose
Tryna fight my demons, I’ma leave em with a broken nose
Cold world, ain’t no overcoats
Only fuck with big titty bitches, I’m doing motor boats
I be choking hoes,
Tryna get it popping like a soda goes
I’ma flip the script, ‘til I’m comatose, shit
I’m up itching, she don’t notice tho
You don’t need them pills baby, trust me, I’ll dispose of those

I think it must be the drugs
That got me tryna heal
No matter how I was,
I be poppin from the pills
Trippin cuz I know it isn’t real
Fuck it, I be copping them still
High as fuck I’m on stilts
Nah, this ain’t a drill
A 100 mil killer, I’m Wilt
Whats the big deal,
I ain’t tryna fix how I feel
Cuz the Percocet & Vicodins will

I think it must be the drugs that got me thinking crazy shit
But that’s fine I’m ok with it
I’m a boat sinking navy ships
I could turn Jonah to an atheist
Don’t know how the fuck I’ll get away with this
I’m a dangerous boy, don’t play with this
The champ is here call me Jadakiss
The homies know me by the alias
Ain’t no squares in my circle get the fuck up out my radius
Cuz I be fiening fasholy
I’m losing my mind slowly, I’m praying up to the Holy
I don’t know if these voices are the homies or if they phony, but it sounding like they know me
I’m the last to notice I’m all alone in
The middle of the ocean barely floating
Swimming with my omens,
Only feeling sober when I drown with my emotions
Know I’m finna die, feel my eyes closing

I think it must be the drugs
That got me tryna heal
No matter how I was,
I be poppin from the pills
Trippin cuz I know it isn’t real
Fuck it, I be copping them still
High as fuck I’m on stilts
Nah, this ain’t a drill
A 100 mil killer, I’m Wilt
Whats the big deal,
I ain’t tryna fix how I feel
Cuz the Percocet & Vicodins will