| I plan on gettin' high, so you know I got my wings
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| All we got is time, I ain’t worried bout a thing
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| Please wake me up, I’m stuck in a dream
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| I believe in make believe, but this shit here ain’t what it seems
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| Can somebody wake me up from this dream
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| I can’t remember anything
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| Deep down inside I feel to scream
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| These drugs have got the best of me
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| There is not much left of me
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| If I shall die before I wake
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| I pray the Lord my soul to take
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| I ain’t got much time to make shit right
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| So I’m ah start tomorrow
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| Hoping that my time will end tonight
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| And free me of my sorrow
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| But what the fuck do I look like off to myself
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| Somebody offer me help
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| I’m trapped in this state of mind
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| Where I’m stuck between dreaming and wasting time
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| So fuck sleepin on it, I’m chasin mine
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| Feed me my opponents or feed me lines
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| They say I ain’t shit, they ain’t never lied
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| Cause I’m paying to sit but ain’t pay my tithes
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| But I plan on getting high, so you know I got my wings
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| All we got is time, I ain’t worried bout a thing
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| Somebody wake me up, I’m stuck in a dream
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| I believe in make believe, cause it ain’t never what it seems
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| I plan on gettin' high, so you know I came prepared
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| Can’t tell if it’s a demon or an angel that I’m hearing
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| But it’s tuming every dream I see into nightmares
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| The real reason I can’t sleep — cause I’m scared
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| I ain’t scared to say it… Fuck
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| Can somebody wake me up from this dream
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| I can’t remember anything
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| Deep down inside I feel to scream
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| These drugs have got the best of me
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| There is not much left of me
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe
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| I overdosed now im throwing up
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| Reality hit me like golden gloves
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| Drugs chose me I’m the chosen one
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| I love all of em, and the holy one
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| They all hit the spot like hole in one
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| I got kush ball, nigga grow you some
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| You gonna learn one day it ain’t y’all
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| It’s the lean, nigga pour me up
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| I got money on my mind
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| You got shit from the past on yours
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| Just, just relax and relapse, relapse and relax
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| One hit feel like that victory lap
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| There’s bugs inside me, my soul’s infested
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| This rap shit, my soul’s infested Gucci
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| Can somebody wake me up from this dream
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| I can’t remember anything
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| Deep down inside I feel to scream
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| These drugs have got the best of me
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| There is not much left of me
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe
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| They ain’t used to fuck wit me
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| Now everybody bumpin me
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| Wanna say what’s up to me
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| Sit down and smake a blunt with me
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| Fuck who didn’t fuck with me
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| Fuck with y’all really can’t even fuck with me
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| Stop the fuckery, everybody suckin me
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| No sucka, I’m sucka free
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| How can I believe in something that I can’t see
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| And plus they keep judging me
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| I’m ah junkie, druggie teen
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| I’m anything you want me to be
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| Im just a fiend that won’t achieve
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| Or reach the finer things
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| Because I’m too high off the finest weed
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| I’m so a finally free, finally, finally
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| Ain’t no finding me, I’m in the cut just like hide and seek
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| Is this the deep sleep or is this another bad dream
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| You know I got my wings
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| All we got is time, I ain’t worried bout a thing
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| Please wake me up, I’m stuck in a dream
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| I believe in make believe but this shit here ain’t what it seems
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| Can somebody wake me up from this dream
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| I can’t remember anything
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| Deep down inside I feel to scream
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| These drugs have got the best of me
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| There is not much left of me
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe |