BitterSweet

I got no time so I can't let you play with me Bitch, you a slime, I know you vibin', I know that you ain't gon' stay with me

I give out my heart, speak on my pain and they gon' play with me

Having nightmares, I keep dreaming that they taking me I walk outside with my heater, cause I keep thinking they bakin me

They think this shit so crazy, but I might just need a day to think

Promethazine, I'm faded, I just had to get something to drink, yeah

Stop at the sto so I can get something to mix, got a deuce of Wockhardt Percocet

And I'm totin my blick, eyes tearin' up, fists ballin up cause I'm tired of this shit

Mix the Rainy days, with wockardt bottles, I'm sipping on my mix

I was down bad and I ain't get shit, all I, all I need is brown bag, keep niggas out my mix

And I'm toting on this block still, still could get you hit, get your bitch, she sucking dick still