30 MGS Lyrics

I'm in a real dark abyss, I been losin my shit

And she said she "Want love", I can't do that

I'ma send him a blitz, I got slits on my wrist

So I really suggest that a fuck nigga move back

And she think that we clicked, I'ma give her the kick

I don' fucked on the bitch, nigga come get ya boo back

I want more, but you just wanna hit, bitch I don't want no kiss

Get the fuck out my face, shoulda knew that

Had to change up my life, now this shit lookin different

I done spent all this time, tryna find what was missin

I'm just tryn wrap my head round this shit, now I'm dizzy

None of the drugs that I'm on, is supposed to be mixin

He keep runnin his mouth, startin to think he from Disney

Bitch don't tell me you love me, if you won't stay with me

Got a flight boutta land, bitch I'm back in the city

Better stack up then hunnids, and blow all the $50's

And she wanna geek up with me, yeah, all night long

And she put the freak up in me, yeah, she droppin off her thong

Bring the lean like a teacup with me, yeah, on every damn song

I'm in the A, bitch this shit lookin slimy

I can't leave the crib, got the shooters behind me

Put the bitch on the X, and she got the assignment

All these rap niggas lame, why the fuck they keep signin

Hunnids comin in fast, you could call this shit sonic

Like a chemist, I stay with the drugs, I'm atomic

Bitch I can't be the hero, this shit not a comic

How the fuck I'm pose to get out my mind?

Got my past with me, I can't leave it behind

Swear to God everyday I been missin my mom

(Thoughts holdin me, anxiety controllin me)

(I don't it's me, they don't even notice me)

(I got 30MGS, I might pop more than three)

(She think that she holdin me, all these drugs controllin me)

Damn, I psyched the fuck out, I been losin my mental

I been tryna keep up, I can't find a momentum

I been missin my brada, wish I could go with him

Swear to God all this shit that I do is for you

Poppin 30 MGS, I'm in love with the blues

They can't figure me out, bitch they don't gotta clue

And you fuck niggas shitty, I'm better than you

And to them niggas on top, bitch I'm headed for you

I'm takin medicine bitch, like I'm sick with the flu

I gotta Mexican bitch, and she came from Peru

I gotta sexy lil bitch, and she geeked off the food'

Stay in my section lil bitch, I'm not fuckin with you

Swear I'm the best at this shit, you not touchin me dude

She keep on textin me shit, cuz she wanna come through

These niggas testin this shit, we leave blood in the pool