[Verse 1: Jonny El Rey]
I been lost in my head
Somebody take me away
My n***as rollin' and rollin' we takin' joints to the face
But I'm still trapped in my head
So I don't know what to say
And I got so many questions, might get these answers from 'Ye
No, what am I saying?
What am I doing?
Where am I going? I been smokin'
I been smokin'
Put it out in the open even though it's..
Got me zonin'
Losing my focus, I can't show it..
Want nobody to know it
But I know that they notice
I'm stricken by paranoia, feelin' extraterrestrial
Moving like I don't know ya, even though I'm right next to you
Maybe I shouldn't do this
Maybe I'm being foolish
Maybe this sh** is stupid and I'm just tryna be extra cool I'm...
Getting twisted, to deal with my affliction
But am I really living? Or is this just a fiction?
Am I doing too much thinking?
I feel like something's missing
Do I really love this feeling?
Or am I just addicted? Uhh...
[Hook]
If I ain't had these issues man this could've been my weed song
"I can do this in my sleep" song
If I was gettin' money man this could've been my theme song
"Yall ain't f**in' wit' my team" song
(Look me in my eye, b**h I'm high, n***a let me fly x3)
Hennessy & XO, on another level...
(Look me in my...b**h I'm...n***a let me, UH!)
Dancin' with the Devil, and I don't wanna let go...
Hennessy & XO, on another level....
Dancin' with the Devil, and I don't wanna let go...
[Verse 2: Jonny El Rey]
Damn I'm trippin'
Overthinkin'
Too deep in it, pa** a bottle
Reefer follow
Ain't no limit, wit' my homies
Mama warned me
I won't listen, now I'm slippin'
Crazy vision..
I been drinkin'
Feelin' sick to my stomach and I'm way outta my head
And I been talkin' and talkin' but I don't know what I said
And I'm 'bout to black out
'Bout to pa** out
Gotta tap out, if I take one more shot of this I won't wake up again
No, what am I saying?
What am I doing?
Where am I going? I been drinkin'
I been smokin'
Put it out in the open, even though it's
Got me zonin'
Feelin' so broken, I can't show it
Want nobody to know it
But I know that they notice that I'm...
Gettin' twisted, to deal with my affliction
But am I really living? Or is this just a fiction?
Am I doin' too much thinking?
I feel like something's missing
Do I really love this feeling?
Or am I just addicted? Uhh...
[Hook]