I'm grindin', I can't even get no rest I'm vibin', I ain't even wanna take my meds Everybody like "what the fuck goin' in your head?" I'm from Broward County, but not the same place as X Yeah, I just fucked my ex bitch on that X Say she miss me and she

Holier than thou You know not Judge not lest ye be judged yourself No more the craps rolls out your mouth again Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin Little whispers circle around your head Why don't you worry about yourself instead Who are you

I keep drinkin' malted milk, tryin' to drive my blues away Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushin' to my head Baby, fix me one more drink, and hug your daddy one more time Baby, you just as welcome to my lovin' as the flowers is in May And I have a funny,

So fresh it's illegal (Fresh) Tryna get me a vibe (Get me a vibe) Put your head on my pipe (Head on my pipe) Make the card go swipe (Card go swipe) Pink diamonds like a crack rock (Uh huh) Ching, she done hit the jackpot (Woo) Please, please, make sure

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see your red door, I want it painted black No colors any more, I want them to turn black I see the line of cars and they're all painted black With

Leave my heart out of this I should just listen to my head, 'cause it's the one who knows what's best It tells me not to love you, but my heart says just forgive you You're telling me that this is love but I found, it wasn't really on my side Now I think

I can put on a show, I can put on a show Don't you see what you're finding? This is heaven in hiding, oh This is heaven in hiding And when you start to feel the rush A crimson headache, aching blush And you surrender to the touch, you'll know And when

Feels like an empty space You don't enjoy the taste I just need a place to hide Somewhere to make you right If this isn't what you want Head back to your own haunt Maybe you lost control

Broken heads in hospital beds Saving ends and pulling your friends While you're chasing the first line We made it tRhough He's black and blue and facedown She's rushing in your bed You take draws to sort your head facedown Then he said I lost my head Can

Toy-like people make me boy-like I sink myself in hair upon my lover I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my error You click a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways through the club