Feel good mixed up with get high?
What’s the difference? Bitch,
I’m convinced I’m gonna die alone.
Pop shit, toxicology and Styrofoam.
One night
I’m gonna walk out the door of my crib with a smile on my face
like I ain’t coming home.
Feel good mixed up with get high?
What’s the difference? Bitch,
I’m convinced I’m gonna die alone.
Pop shit, toxicology and Styrofoam.
One night
I’m gonna walk out the door of my crib with a smile on my face
like I ain’t coming home.