No one ever told me getting high outta my mind till 9 meant that I wasn’t acting fine Numbing out the pain I can’t remember my name or the numbers we gave Addicted to the PTSD and the tests you had me take Leave me in this lost lake and the dreams I believed weren’t fake
I come down for something to make Fix my hunger with some left overs or some cake The bottle whispers my name and the percentages got me going insane Knowing that 14% won’t get you off my brain
Coming at me like a tidal wave I thought you had me saved Hallucinating about you rolling up Getting high on WA-20 and playing the best cuts
I feel so alone so I pull out my iPhone and text: Purple heart emoji You don't know me You never knew me I was manic me Did you fall in love with me?
Texting hearts and smiley **** They're for my crew And for the love I thought I had with you Should I drive to the Southside, get lit n both with you? Should I bring this crew? Tripping all over you
Its been a minute since we kicked it so I take another hit and reminiscing about that spliff and **** it so you’re not missed and
Stoney Let’s play some Post Maloney and get a little toasty Low-key coasting until we finish that Gold Leaf Corny as ****, but this is how my mind gets stuck
Wasted Times is what I’m trying to be good at But can I waste that time with you?