bluegrass (prod. lethalneedle)

Smokin' blue grass, trippin' in my dream off of two caps

From rug rats to gun bags, and droppin' off the dub sacks

They tell me it's a nightmare, red rum I relax

Like I'm waitin' on the corner, waitin', when I come back

Like my dream ain't ever over, I might never come down

And the demon on my shoulder, always somewhere around

Kickin' back, with a back wood, gordon ramsey, we that cooked

(Shit) Rollin' up another, playin' beats on my mac book

Never did any homework, pressure makin' my dome hurt

And the stormy weather, got me achin', my bones hurt

Regrettin' what I told her, and everything I showed her

Like the thunder rollin in, sleepin' dreamin' and I hold her

Fuck, and the beats keep playin'

All the time debatin' am I leavin' or stayin'

Too late lost it, slow and ran out of options

The flaw in my insanity, my conscience, full of

 

Blue grass, trippin' in my dream off of two caps

From rug rats to gun bags, and droppin' off the dub sacks

They tell me it's a nightmare, red rum I relax

Like I'm waitin' on the corner, waitin', when I come back

 

Like everyday pass by, and, it ain't really clearer

Like I still feel like I'm trippin, staring straight into the mirror

Like if this world ain't what it should be, why can't I make it so

Havin' trouble lettin' go, think I'm everything I know

Can't stop worries bout tomorrow, yesterdays, they always follow

And I don't know what to do when escapin' feelin' hollow

Another pill, it's hard to swallow, gapin' hole in my heart

Can I borrow motivation, givin' up at the start

But my homie makin' break throughs, off a couple of grams

See him vibin' out chillin', done as much as I can (shit bro)

Got me feelin' tight, not quite as much of a man

Like truman hit a wall, while I turn back on the plan

(Fuck), It's a long way, from the bottom to the top

Cause I been so low, couple drugs up in my sock

But my third eye open soon, or at least I hope

Cause my brother said don't worry, it's not the end of the road