| Oxycodone knows my soul, makes me whole |
| Death melodies on my stereo |
| Holding on to my demons but I gotta let go |
| Stay daydreaming, a nigga stay scheming |
| They thought that I was just dreaming |
| They ain't wanna believe me |
| Now the world hear me singing, heartbreak ringing |
| Yeah, I'm doing my thing, yeah, I'm doing my thing |
| Going through a few things |
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| Anxiety trying to eat me alive |
| But oxycodone and codeine be keeping my soul alive |
| In it, I baptized |
| The devil, I entice |
| Creating my demise, time after time |
| Vibe after vibe, high after high |
| Run outta supplies, feel like I'ma die |
| Look my demons in the eyes, smell or cry |
| I will fight |
| Live not die |
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| Oxycodone knows my soul, makes me whole |
| Death melodies on my stereo |
| Holding on to my demons but I gotta let go |
| Stay daydreaming, a nigga stay scheming |
| They thought that I was just dreaming |
| They ain't wanna believe me |
| Now the world hear me singing, heartbreak ringing |
| Yeah, I'm doing my thing, yeah, I'm doing my thing |
| Going through a few things |
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| I don't need a pen to express my thoughts |
| Just give me a few pills and the mic is on |
| All this medicine probably fucking up chromosomes |
| Searching my senses and stressin' out over Google Chrome |
| Too real, that's too real |
| Favorite color, let me guess, it's the blue pills |
| Lean got me spinning around, call me ferris wheel |
| Been getting high since high school, skippin' class like that Ferris Bueller kid |
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| Oxycodone knows my soul, makes me whole |
| Death melodies on my stereo |
| Holding on to my demons but I gotta let go |
| Stay daydreaming, a nigga stay scheming |
| They thought that I was just dreaming |
| They ain't wanna believe me |
| Now the world hear me singing, heartbreak ringing |
| Yeah, I'm doing my thing, yeah, I'm doing my thing |
| Going through a few things |
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