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(Man, goddamn it)

Right now I´m on so many Percs, I don´t know if they´re workin´, I know that I need it

I been dealin´ with pain that´s deeper than the cervix, all the time, I´m internally bleeding
And how many trenches got love for my demons?
Stab my back and tell me you ain´t mean it
I´m goin´ through pain, I sip it raw, don´t ask me why I´m leanin´

Leave me alone, I don´t wanna be worried or bothered or stressed ´bout none
Droppin´ the dukes in the soda, I´m higher than everybody else in the room, on God (On God, nigga)
Two Perc´ 10s, every time I´m mad, cool
I know that life get hard
My nigga really only want the best for a nigga and now I´m just mad that he gone
Right now, I´m jammin´ off so much Percs, I swear it ain´t nothin´ to stand on the ceiling

Wish I could tell you how I really feel, I never been good at tellin´ my feelings
Wish I was better at mendin´ my heart
Lil´ bro died and now it´s just teddy bears left on the block
I know a nigga who really had real rap dreams, but he died before he could pop
I ain´t tryna go out like Biggie or Pac
Jammin´ my finger tryna feel up the Glock
If I got this far off of this rap shit and I´m gettin´ big, now why would I stop? (And I´m gettin´ big, nigga, why would I stop?)
I had to realize I was just built for this shit and I dealt with the shit that I had (A nigga done dealt with this shit)
I could have everything that I ever wanted in life and then somehow I´ll still feel sad (Somehow I´ll still feel sad)

Right now I´m on so many Percs, I don´t know if they´re workin´, I know that I need it
I been dealin´ with pain that´s deeper than the cervix, all the time, I´m internally bleeding
And how many trenches got love for my demons?
Stab my back and tell me you ain´t mean it
I´m goin´ through pain, I sip it raw, don´t ask me why I´m leanin´

Right now I´m on so many Percs, I don´t know if they´re workin´, I know that I need it
I been dealin´ with pain that´s deeper than the cervix, all the time, I´m internally bleeding
And how many trenches got love for my demons?
Stab my back and tell me you ain´t mean it

I´m goin´ through pain, I sip it raw, don´t ask me why I´m leanin´
Why in the hell should I stop drinkin´ whatever it is in my cup?
I think people need to mind their own business
It´s in my cup f– you