All I Need (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Alright Booted up now She couldn't even look in my eye, giving me run rounds Sharing sentiment when I'm high, quiet for come down Fatal look, throwing the royal flush out Spoils plush, I had to go with deluxe You had to know we was young, my matrimony to drugs I'm having a hell of runs, I'm married, fell out of love With caring about the boy Staring into the sun And I'm seeing green, my pedigree on the run Bleed in them sheets, the funds coming in floods Need everything all at once The ebb and flow of the pulse At the peak and the lulls Whoever he thought he was Get tested, I feel the rush Impression just ended up Forever in hella love We took the bus wherever the fetti was Subtle difference 'tween buzzed and twisted Get hella drunk, and mischievous when I want A fuckin' chemistry ain't enough Ascending up through the rungs Pretentions, you try and tuck Ain't missing 'em from the sum Your situation is bugged Heavy surveillance cover your chest with tape in the truck Bet we ain't saying nothin' Obey the hush, no time to meditate on whether stay or to run Whether to spray or duck Bet they playin' to lose, you bet we played, and we won Underestimated, always understated Couldn't understand, and couldn't fuckin' take it Branded and emaciated, stranded in the fuckin' basement Ugly duckling, but still the chicken heads is clucking But when I fuck 'em, it ain't the same, like, "What's your function?" No disrespect, but we can't even hold a discussion I'm disgusted by myself for even tryna rush it Fuck love, it's myself I need to get in touch with It's my health I need to get on top of Covet and fuck the public I don't need the interruptions It's interesting how everything that I did is nothing Compared to what I'm 'bout to come with Hit 'em up with Hit they head with concussions Hit them where it hurt most, when that verse coast it'll crush 'em High off that Nerds Rope and drunken Don't need a fur coat to be the flyest in the function Or the luncheon I'm fly 'cause I'm fly, you fly 'cause you try, you be frontin' Dry your eye, whole lot of demons stuck in Only way to leave them's to confront 'em Ain't no reason for 'em, that's just life and what it come with Ah, that's just fuckin' life, fuckin' life, fuckin' life...