| Stuck with all these problems, they just cloudin' up my mind
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| I be smokin' up a Backwood, hopin' one day I’ll be fine
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| Fuck the fakes and fuck the exes, they just wanna ruin my life
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| And most days, I don’t wanna live, I just wanna die
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| Make me feel like a mistake, I just wanna go away
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| Tell my friends how I feel almost every single day
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| They don’t even really care, fake the smile on my face
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| I be smokin' all this dope 'til I fuckin' fade away, yeah
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| Nowadays, there’s a storm in my head, yeah
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| Monsters under my bed
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| All my flowers dead, it’s just all in my head
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| Nowadays, feels like time just goes slower, yeah
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| Head’s at war when I’m sober
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| These nights getting colder, we’re just gettin' older
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| I just count my racks, I cannot worry 'bout no fake
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| I be rollin' up a Backwood, then I take it to the face
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| Yeah, they try to hit my phone but I cut off all the snakes
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| Try to show me fake love, man, I need my fuckin' space
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| Always try to hit my phone, please just leave me the fuck alone
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| Only worried 'bout my stacks, not a bitch who is broke
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| Pull up in the Rolls Royce, I be smokin' fat doinks
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| I be so faded and I’m chillin' with my sad boys, yeah
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| I be feeling sad, see it in my face
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| Try to tell my problems and communicate
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| But I know that they don’t care I’m not okay
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| I just hope one day that I can leave this place
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| I be feeling sad, see it in my face
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| Try to tell my problems and communicate
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| But I know that they don’t care I’m not okay
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| I just hope one day that I can leave this place
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| Nowadays, there’s a storm in my head, yeah
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| Monsters under my bed
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| All my flowers dead, it’s just all in my head, yeah
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| Nowadays, there’s a storm in my head, yeah
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| Monsters under my bed
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| All my flowers dead, it’s just all in my head, yeah |