Текст песни 2high - rosyxo

Fuck sake in the booth know im feeling confined
Gotta cali its imported losing track of the time
I be stressing every night like i jus wonna get signed
So ima pass it to my brother know we spitting em rhymes

Say im fckn evil like im casting a spell
Shawty call me Voldemort the way im causing her hell
I can't tell, if she love me for the buds i sell
Gotta couple grams stashed tryna hide the smell

Taking all these percs they know im battling addiction
Stuck up in my thoughts overthinking that i be quitting
Do she rlly love me am i blind or am i tripping
I'm jus wigging of the acid taking tabs i disappear in

Thoughts of getting sober if i did they wouldn't listen
Was a couple months but now addiction do be hitting
Taking all these drugs im seeing demons in my vision
I'm jus clinging on to moments with my friends when we was skidding

I was in the light but now im stuck up in the dark
Burning grass
Make a memory hoping that it will last
Know im spitting bout the truth while im reminiscing the past
Now im talking to a shawty she tryna light up a spark

Fuck im sick of this
I be trapping for the thrill of it
Spitting in the booth n the bitches know i be killing it
Play it on a speaker she asking if i know chillinit
420 nation the cali packs are legitimate

Been a minute we seshing while cooking up a track
Bitties calling im stalling they dont kno where im at
I be seshing im busy but ima send a snap
Now your getting mad cause i texted and never called you back

Better know im sayin sorry for the times that i was high
Have another billy im looking up at the sky
Take another biccy im thinking that i can fly
Memories are gone n im sitting here wondering why

I aint switching sides, im sitting right by ur side
Better kno I'm sipping Hennessy im easing my mind
Cutting em lines, fuck man im cutting em ties
When im lookin in her eyes i can tell it's all lies

When im lookin in her eyes i can tell it's all lies
Remember sitting in the basement while developing rhymes
Selling them fries, Keep it stellent with lines
Wouldn't ever give a fuck like a celibate guy

I'm not the elegant kind, but still intelligent I
Can get rebellious and selfish till im digesting that pie
Forget that im right
Say it with chest, and then I'll lay it to rest
Most these rappers bout as fresh as decay on the flesh

Making a mess, Take it straight to the head
Man you as lame as the rest, And we ain't making immense
Man you should lay of the meth, And if you claiming a set
I'll take the K off the bench, And aim it straight to your head

These animals have got fleas, The cannibals gotta eat
Sinking teeth into the flesh of wonnabe MC's
Trauma's up in these beats, Who let the mutt of the leash
Man your a whore and you would fall just for fucking with me

Better know im sayin sorry for the times that i was high
Have another billy im looking up at the sky
Take another biccy im thinking that i can fly
Memories are gone im sitting here wondering why

I aint switching sides, im sitting right by ur side
Better kno I'm sipping Hennessy im easing my mind
Cutting em lines, fuck man im cutting em ties
When im lookin in her eyes i can tell it's all lies