paroles de chanson off my meds - deynaight

(Yeah, what)
Ha, ha, ha (yeah, what)
(What, yuh)
Yeah, come on (woah)
And I was never born to be the one, (come on)
I made myself (turn my shit up)

Yeah, the bag Hermes
Huh, the runway dress (shit)(hah)
I passed the test, I failed the rest
I made a mess again off my meds (off my- yeah, off my)
Yeah, I made a mess again off my meds

Running up a bag (bih)
I made it by myself
The rims all black, I added wealth
I fell in love with a lil' girl (what)
My choppa 30, and it well
Thank you for asking
I've been worrying about a hoe and my feelings mask in
I can't ever let her back in

Spent a gram on this bitch (bitch)
Spent my life on this shit (shit)
Spent my knife on this swag (yeah)
So these lil' niggas couldn't brag (brag)
Yeah (ha)
I've been running up my bag
I've been running up my shit since I was nine
I built my life on a lie

I perc'd up and I died
A thousand million fucking times
I regret not having fled (prah)
The pictures in my head of my best friend inside your bed
Have me wishing you were dead (you were dead)
Red dot on a nigga forehead (prah)
My bih on another nigga's neck
She had it all for herself (she did)

And I had it all with some help
Help me, (please help) me
Percocet made for me
And I've been by myself
Lone-ly (drugs are my medication)
Lone-ly (drugs are my medication)

Yeah, the bag Hermes
Huh, the runway dress (shit) (hah)
I passed the test, I failed the rest
I made a mess again off my meds (off my- yeah, off my)
Yeah, I made a mess again off my meds
(Bih)