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In-san-i-ty
by KXI
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Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried at least I tried
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried at least I tried
Smoking mad homicide
So Many times my brains fried
Cooked up like cyanide
It was conscious suicide
What is with all my lies
Never meant to make you cry
Dying inside seeing pain in your eyes
All this love had me mesmerized
Losing you slowly through the blurred lines
Wishing every night I could change my life
Take a pen and redefine
Everything like the sands of time
I just wanted your hand back in mine
Givin a fuck less about lights that are lime
Almost goin back to the sacks and the dimes
Underground frontlines
Falling no matter how high I climb
Skipping all the petty crimes
Sip and a sip and sighed
Thought we would have the rest of time
Now I am just waiting for my time to die
Let's rewind
Let's rewind (Let's rewind)
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried(At least I tried)
Through the tears and the cries
All the late nights
Violent fights Streetlights
Texts that you recite
Every night another highlight
To our demise
Hindsight saying it wasn't right
Glass pipes fogging up the night
Too Confused sparked a fuse
Vodka spiking up a mountain dew
Dealing with my bipolar attitude
Raisin all my stakes and the altitude
Smoking all the fuel like a barbeque
Wondering if I ever deserved you
Looking back what we been through
Why did we have to have so many issues
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried(At least I tried)
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried(At least I tried)
At least I tried
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried at least I tried
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried at least I tried
Smoking mad homicide
So Many times my brains fried
Cooked up like cyanide
It was conscious suicide
What is with all my lies
Never meant to make you cry
Dying inside seeing pain in your eyes
All this love had me mesmerized
Losing you slowly through the blurred lines
Wishing every night I could change my life
Take a pen and redefine
Everything like the sands of time
I just wanted your hand back in mine
Givin a fuck less about lights that are lime
Almost goin back to the sacks and the dimes
Underground frontlines
Falling no matter how high I climb
Skipping all the petty crimes
Sip and a sip and sighed
Thought we would have the rest of time
Now I am just waiting for my time to die
Let's rewind
Let's rewind (Let's rewind)
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried(At least I tried)
Through the tears and the cries
All the late nights
Violent fights Streetlights
Texts that you recite
Every night another highlight
To our demise
Hindsight saying it wasn't right
Glass pipes fogging up the night
Too Confused sparked a fuse
Vodka spiking up a mountain dew
Dealing with my bipolar attitude
Raisin all my stakes and the altitude
Smoking all the fuel like a barbeque
Wondering if I ever deserved you
Looking back what we been through
Why did we have to have so many issues
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried(At least I tried)
Back to my same shit
What the fuck is next on the list
Licked out walking like a crip
I'm done draining scripts
I'm done tryna flip
I'm praying for my hit
Wake up with the charcoal drip
Rather have the gun to my head
And Empty out the clip
Instead I take another sip
Take another hit
And fly to the sky
Saying to myself at least I tried(At least I tried)
At least I tried