Off it

[Chorus]
(Spacedtime) It's like I'm off it, rolling up an eighth
It got me coughing, flossing
Drive a hundred fifty, I ain't stopping
They walking, why they fucking hating on me?
Talking, they acting
Fucking with me, something's gonna happen
It's tragic, making money dissapear like magic
I spend it quick but you know I get it back bitch, bad bitch
She just want my love but she can't have it
Wash away, my thoughts are melting in the acid

[Verse 1]
So gone, H-U-S-L-R, I keep it sewed on
Look up at the sky, I'm feeling like a no-one
I'm paralyzed, heart's cold, ice frozen
Every time I wanna speak it's like I'm choking
I'm exhausted, I am off it
I'ma fiend, I got grams up in my pocket
That's how I'm rocking, no use for caution
When I pull up, hope I die up in the moshpit

[Chorus]
It's like I'm off it, rolling up an eighth
It got me coughing, flossing
Drive a hundred fifty, I ain't stopping
They walking, why they fucking hating on me?
Talking, they acting
Fucking with me, something's gonna happen

[Verse 2]
Something's gonna happen
Always talking but they terrified of action
When I pull up to the scene, I'm causing havoc
Always dying in my dreams like that's my habit
That's my habit, It just happens
Friends stab you in back like assassins
Gotta watch out in the grass 'cause they acting, they capping
I might lose my mind tonight from ashing
Smoking, fully focused, my plans are in motion
My flow is moving like the water in the ocean, it's potent
Every single word, you know I wrote it
I can't trust a soul, 'cause I know they are folding

[Outro]
I know they are folding
I can't trust a soul, 'cause I know they are folding
I know they are folding