Your Own Supply

[Chorus]
(Wake up, you're getting high on your own supply
Oh baby, yeah, yeah
You're still alive when you could of died, oho)

I know I've been wrong before
But I know I'm not this time
Since I was young I learned to endure
I'm gon' get by just fine

[Verse 1: OnCue]
I know how I sound is a conundrum
And my background, and where I come from
I'm the unsung hero for the undone, so I'ma keep going till the funds come
And my lungs run out, so far gone
Out on the couch, making it rain for making it drought
Smoking on kush, drinking on OJ, I've been ready baby, fuck all this foreplay
Try'n get on, bring all my hombre's
Every time I hit west forums they all know me
All started when I sampled some Coldplay, then flipped Chili Peppers, finally got it, okay
I know I got this bright future ahead of me
Try to knock them out, feed the bitch amphetamines
I love this shit more than Rocky loves Emily
Feels like the worlds on my back-round heavily
At least from my perspective, hand you a classic, y'all neglect it
Can't say nothing, I know you respect it
Needle's on the record, now it's infected, I'm gone

[Chorus]
(Wake up
You getting high on your own supply
Oh baby, you're still alive when you could've died, oho)

I know I've been wrong before
But I know I'm not this time
Since I was young I learned to endure
I'm gonna get by just fine

[Verse 2: OnCue]
Skin ain't tatted, one thing I mastered
Never put more than one egg in a basket
If you put two, then it could turn tragic
Knock me down, up an hour later, back at it
Never been the type to snort, never in the crack spot
Only reason on the court, you the fucking mascot
Ain't letting us in, prying of the padlock
I just want some titties, palm trees in my backdrop
'Bout to burn this up, bare feet on the blacktop
Miles ahead of them, but I don't like to brag a lot
I think it's evident, 'bout to make all of y'all irrelevant
"How does it feel to be ill?" That's what they ask of me
I'm too real, I simply reply, yo it's God's will
No looking back, 'bout to catch flack, cause I don't sound white, they say I sound black
And I know it, sticks and stones hurt, my pride won't let me show it
I know every dumb blurred year they gonna quote it, bring it on
I'm ready for anything, game face on like a faithful man's wedding ring

[Chorus]
(Wake up
You getting high on your own supply
Oh baby, you're still alive when you could of died, oho)

I know I've been wrong before
But I know I'm not this time
Since I was young I learned to endure
I'm gonna get by just fine (x2)