(dejavue)
I’m always running
(from the truth)
naw i aint fronting
(Got mah bi)
blow up my plug yea
(future rich)
you’ll see me stunting
(camera crew)
we making movies
(look at you)
take off ya two piece
(send em thru)
she send me nudies
(I’m so loose)
dripping my uzi
talking isolated paper to the pen
i been faded into oblivion
i just cave in like I’m made of tin
i cant save it, i take the whole thing
drugs for breakfast
aint no preference
forever reckless
me myself and all my messes
all my messes
drugs for breakfast
aint no preference
forever reckless
me myself and all my messes
all my messes
had another nightmare what a feeling
blood was coming down from the ceiling
spiders were they were running down the hallway
i could barely make it down the driveway
couldn’t find my family i was fleeing
couldn’t tell if i was wake or i was dreaming
hit so many highs
died so many times
hit the off button baby now I’m leaving
drugs for breakfast
aint no preference
forever reckless
me myself and all my messes
all my messes
drugs for breakfast
aint no preference
forever reckless
me myself and all my messes
all my messes
on my own
on my own
on my own
getting stoned
getting stoned
getting stoned
on my own
on my own
on my own
getting low
getting low
getting low
