word about me Lyrics

You talking shit then I'm talking it back

I look in the mirror, like look where I'm at

It's a quarter to 3 and I'm rolling a wood

I'm running on E and I'm still feeling good

What's the word about me?

Why you worried 'bout me?

Fuck what they said, what you heard about me

Smoke when I want to

I lost all hope and I want you, hope that I want you

You don't get it

Flew from Japan and I'm fuckin' her still

They don't get me and they never will

Rocking Rick Owens and that Tommy Hil'

I get geeked up off a purple pill

Why you act so upset now?

You wouldn't believe me, I said all my friends are dead now

I bleed out

Pretty girl said she never did me no wrong

I see now

I ain't seen you in so long

It's been so long and I've been way too high

Can't pick my favorite song

You and me, you and me

You and me, you and me

You're killing me

You're killing me, 55 pounds and the bag's all weed

Know I've been sad all week

Got a sweet tooth, no Halloween

No you can't smoke, get high like me

But if you want smoke that's fine by me

That's fine by me

And I know you can't rap like me

You ain't got swag like me, got money in your Balmain Jeans

Yeah I'm the shit, you probably heard a word about me

Don't worry 'bout me

I feel sedated, you said it was love

I get too faded and you just get drunk

Ever since then I've been picking stuff up, all the pieces that we broke

She just wanna fuck but I'm too fucked up

And I try to open up but I'm too stuck up

She just wanna fuck but I knew it wasn't us

Probably doing too much

Running out of trust

Running to the drugs

That's what you heard about me

I'm fucked in the head and obsessed with a woman, that's highly likely

You're too high to like me, you're too, you're too

I would've fucked you like that was the last time

No, you should've told me

Say you in love for the last time, you in love with the old me

Don't worry 'bout me, I get so fucked up, but I still can't OD

You talking shit then I'm talking it back

I look in the mirror, like look where I'm at

It's a quarter to 3 and I'm rolling a wood

I'm running on E and I'm still feeling good

What's the word about me?

Why you worried 'bout me?

Fuck what they said, what you heard about me

Smoke when I want to

I lost all hope and I want you, hope that I want you

You don't get it