Spent a rack Made it back It ain't nothing baby Say you love me but we both know that you're bluffing baby Ooh Can't get enough of the substance lately Ooh, ooh Same thing That same pain I must refrain from mind games Going fast On the dash Its a hundred baby I got 20 fucking percs in my stomach daily Goddamn So high I don't care about my life Uh But your my type Lets go party all damn night Oh I be wasting away ay, so I be stuck in my brain ain, oh Cuz my life's full of pain ain, oh Can I wash it away ay? No I can't I'm forever feeling dead I guess I am just lost again This whole life feels like pretend Uh This life's pretend