Foggy

[Chorus]
It’s molly water in this cup, I won't sip until it’s foggy
Sweating bullets in the class, it's my demons get em off me
I got a monkey on my back and it follows like a zombie
My demons stay fresh to death, they rocking Abercrombie, oh
I might overdose but it’s, O-K
These niggas clowns, Cirque Du Soleil
Big words and they blew up in my face
Big heart and it split open six ways
I bled out, I’m so sick of the wrist aches
Fiending, I’m so sick of the drug shakes
Had the right girl but I went the wrong way
I couldn’t vent so I went the song way
Circumvent, I went thе long way, yeah

[Verse]
The more I’m pouring, thе better I’m snoring, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smoking dope, now I’m soaring, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pop some pills, get in my mode I might flirt a little
I take the rights with my wrongs, it might hurt a little
I just smoke the pain away and pour that purp a little
All my feelings burn away, I watch the lighter flicker
I guess I'm dying quicker, I've been on that timing nigga
I've been preparing for my death while I was rhyming nigga
I started stacking all my chips
I started tracking all my moves
They ask me why I track myself
It's cus I know they do it too
I be watching how I move
I be watching people too
I be mixing up this liquor
I pray my kids don't do the same
They throwing dirt on top my name
They keep giving me this land
Feeling like I'm Peter Pan, take a trip to Neverland
Damn, Imma pop another xan
It's only cus I know I can
If I see em Imma take em, I should prolly move this bag
It's a couple grams up on the counter, I'm knowing I can't kill this bag
They say I won't reach my full potential
I'm praying that shit is just a fad
I can't go just like my cousin
Like on the real that shit was sad
Iv'e been sipping since I heard the news
That was one hell of a ad, damn

[Chorus]
It’s molly water in this cup, I won't sip until it’s foggy
Sweating bullets in the class, it's my demons get em off me
I got a monkey on my back and it follows like a zombie
My demons stay fresh to death, they rocking Abercrombie, oh
I might overdose but it’s, O-K
These niggas clowns, Cirque Du Soleil
Big words and they blew up in my face
Big heart and it split open six ways
I bled out, I’m so sick of the wrist aches
Fiending, I’m so sick of the drug shakes
Had the right girl but I went the wrong way
I couldn’t vent so I went the song way
Circumvent, I went the long way, yeah