Too Long, Stressed Rework

[Verse 1]

I got my homie Oxycontin, Xanny bar beside me (ah)
Goddamn it, goddamn it
I’m cryin’, I’m cryin’ for nobody, nobody (nobody,nobody)
I pulled out the wallet ,I pulled out the wallet and bought the Versace (ya,ya)
I don’t even know why you ever talk to me, talk to me, talk to me (fuck it)
Is anyone there ?
Is anyone, anyone, anyone there ? (there,there)
I fee-feel like a prostitute sellin’ myself and my art for this money (my art for this money)
I ain’t got food I got this lean and these Xans in my tummy
Wish I was blissfully unaware
Wish I didn’t care, wish I wasn’t scared (goddamn girl)
Wish I didn’t miss her
Wish I didn’t kiss her, I’mma wish,wish who ?
I might have felonies is inside my pocket inside of the same bag (the same bag)
I might’ve failed a suicide right before I went into be rehab (ya,ya,ya)
I always say fuck it, I always say fuck it, don’t worry, it’s nothin’ ( it’s nothin’ baby girl)
I might’ve been distant but it’s only cause I was lookin’ for something

[Hook] (3x)
I’ve been starin’ at the sun for too long…
I’ve been thinkin’ about this stuff for too long…
All this money, all this money’s getting’ too long…
I’ve been longin’, I’ve been lone too long…