Yeah, I was the wave But now I feel the tide pulling back Ocean flat Often I lay in this coffin, sleep on my back Toss a couple of 'em back My liver really starting to slack And like, I feel myself decaying From the cigarette packs I never thought I'd see the Tussin' Since I was livin' in the back I'm blacked out, spare my heart torn in half
Now, I've got everything I ever wanted But now I don't want it It feels like I'm haunted, it feels like I'm cursed Hopefully, soon it will turn into dirt A material world with a virtual nerve Yeah, I see what it's worth, throw me out on the curb Leaving me up on the street of New Orleans Y'all swervin' away, love is too short like a cell
Roll me up a blunt, aye I need to get lost, aye All y'all talk about sauce, I'm wipin' Frozen cuts with frost, I'm slicin' Dope and guts and tossin' frauds up to the side Half of $uicide A couple million, now we're ready to fucking die
Two cups and a bad bitch Then I pop me a Xanax, quick Call Shake when I need that fix Call Nick when I need that itch Call crack to the pop, amphetamine Max Beck in the back, pop seventeen Young Kurt Cobain with the heroin $Lick love drugs over everything Shoot the stars up in my veins, woah But look at your bankroll So, just spend it on more dope More woes, fuck you care fo'
But lately I feel guilty, I feel so badly They say I made it, and that should be satisfactory Lately, I feel like I have nobody All alone in the empty hotel lobby 4am, praying, can I get some rest? Dreams of $uicide and a need for death 4am, praying, can I get some rest? Dreams of $uicide and a need for death