RB - Zoloft lyrics

[Produced by RB] [Verse 1: Big Hyperion] Yo, I woke up in the middle of the street Looking below down at my feet Thought this don't happen every week I was at the age of 10, I didn't know what the f** to do I was running on a bridge, blood running Thought I had the flew Taking Zoloft made me crazy I was hoping it would change me Realized I left my gla**es at home Reached in my pocket for my phone, nothing in my pockets I was thinking, is this real I was crying, what's the deal Zoloft drifted me, not gifted me Felt like I had been sifted I was screaming for help, the only person who could help was myself... [Verse 2: Big Hyperion] Uh Ayo, 5-0, you know The motherf**ing po-po, so Thank the po-po f** the po-po Either one just so you know They got a big a** gun They probably got a son A beretta He pursuing of vendetta They go crazy at that age like Kylie Jenner Playing ball with my homies, I got the center In cla**, this kid is struggling to be the presenter Can't you remember any of the sh** that you memorized Pausing on this sh**, like you motherf**ing televised Seeing bloods and crips Eat some pizza and some chips Turn on the TV, someone whip Nah (x5) , please no more whipping Just have a seat, eat some more chicken Just like Dylan, finger licking Just chill, watch some television Cole man, that fruit is forbidden You want to be like Shmurda? He's got twenty-five years in prison The city can't hold us, we raising the ceiling People down in C-O-M-P-T-O-N making a k**ing [Outro: Big Hyperion] Yeah, making a k**ing, yeah Out