Lyrics

Yeah-ah Heart is so cold, done with the earth, poppin' a pill to relax, huh Taking my soul and sippin' on act and no, I ain't getting it back, huh People get greedy when they see the VV, they using you up to the max, huh Calling my phone when they see me on TV, I know it ain't real, it's a fact, oh I got addicted to drugs, nobody show me no love I'm not a baby, you never can play me, you showing me all of above You see I made it and now you outdated, I'm telling you "Fuck with a thug" Now I'm addicted to drugs, thinking about all your love Fucked up, messed up, shawty, I be trippin' I know I'll be dead off the meds, I don't listen Baby, I got demons on my mind, can you hear it? Pop another Perky to the mind, can you feel it? Fucked up, messed up, shawty, I be trippin' I know I'll be dead off the meds, I don't listen Baby, I got demons on my mind, can you hear it? Pop another Perky to the mind, can you feel it? Let me just start off the verse I put you on and I gave you a bag How the fuck can you do me the worst? Now I'm stuck in this room I don't know what to do, got me thinking that love is a curse I see the demons, I know you the devil, you stuck in my head in reverse, ooh Crash, I know I'm losing control, I'm doing the dash I thought I never would fold, I'm breaking my last Reaper is calling my soul I'm making him mad I can't think no more 'cause Fucked up, messed up, shawty, I be trippin' I know I'll be dead off the meds, I don't listen Baby, I got demons on my mind, can you hear it? Pop another Perky to the mind, can you feel it? Fucked up, messed up, shawty, I be trippin' I know I'll be dead off the meds, I don't listen Baby, I got demons on my mind, can you hear it? Pop another Perky to the mind, can you feel it? Oh-oh, oh-oh I be trippin' Ain't no one saw me, can you feel me?
Writer(s): Julianne Regan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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