Emotionally Unattached

[Chorus] x2
Fake friends, I’m lonely when the day ends
I’m lonely when my high ends
I’m lonely, I have no friends
That’s just what I tell myself
Store my pain up on the shelf
I know it ain’t good for my health
But fuck it, Imma get this wealth, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Life is real, it’s getting too surreal
I don’t know how to feel
Smoking till I throw up all my food
But it wasn’t much
Smoking on an empty stomach way before I tried to munch
I knew she’d leave and that was way before I even had a hunch
It never last
Smoking on this gas, just to forget my past
It won’t last
I’ll get high again
I’ll go buy again
Then I’ll die again
All over and over again

[Verse]
Yeah, drinking Remy till I’m nauseous
“That brown liquor will get you in your feelings”
That’s why I brought it
I started to repent for my sins but I’m cold-hearted
Hard-headed, demons stay embedded in my conscious
Ask me why I’m sick of drugs
Ask me why I’m sick of love
I can’t really answer that, I just know I can’t get my heart back
I can’t get my time back, I wish you’d rewind that
I wish I never met you, then again I wish a lot
Then again I love a lot
I take drugs a lot
Lowkey cap a lot
Brodie letting off shots
They calling the cops we dropping the opps
They some fuck niggas
Perc thirty
Sipping dirty
Fell in love with it, pass the drugs nigga
I can’t show no-
Uh, wasted I feel wasted, yeah
Yeah, I feel wasted
Fall in love then fill me with hatred
You’ve got time I got time let’s not waste it
You got love and I don’t got it
Wanna share it?
Fine I’ll take it, be forsaken I ain’t changing
Never switching, always bitching
Niggas sicken me, they my enemies
All my bad decisions they still haunting me
All my inner demons they inside of me
I might kick the bucket I’m so sick of sobriety

[Chorus] x2
Fake friends, I’m lonely when the day ends
I’m lonely when my high ends
I’m lonely, I have no friends
That’s just what I tell myself
Store my pain up on the shelf
I know it ain’t good for my health
But fuck it, Imma get this wealth, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Life is real, it’s getting too surreal
I don’t know how to feel
Smoking till I throw up all my food
But it wasn’t much
Smoking on an empty stomach way before I tried to munch
I knew she’d leave and that was way before I even had a hunch
It never last
Smoking on this gas, just to forget my past
It won’t last
I’ll get high again
I’ll go buy again
Then I’ll die again
All over and over again