Me and my friends we can call your friends
And swim over to the deep deep end
Of a pool full of liquor
You know what it is my nicca
Dragging on a blunt or a cigar
Me and my friends we can call your friends
And swim over to the deep deep end
Of a pool full of liquor
You know what it is my nicca
Dragging on a blunt or cigar
Say we
Fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
Me and my friends
Say we fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
Me and my friends
I hear the voices talking in my soul
It makes me scared that you don't hear them too
Yh it was never in our plans
Sipping medication,smoking loud in a Benz
But we here now and things change
I've got friends that's free slaves
They chained to nicotine
Sipping on novalin
Why you do it
If it turn your life span to a bike
From a limousine
Getting cut short
While I'm on the issue
Watch me take one more shot
For the pain
I know it's gon linger
And come right back again
But by then I'll be ready with another shot
To kill myself a bit more again
Do it for the pain?
I think not that's a lie
Between me and you
You just do it for the high
The feeling is Gold
The feeling is slow
The feeling reveals
A side of you that you would never show
It's healing your soul
And do damage to d body
It's the fact that you know
That leaves me in suspense while I'm wondering
Why my niggas get high
Say why my niggas won die
But before then but before then
Make you give me one more tie
I done seen my nicca have a seizure
When I see the pills I still reminisce the picture
From 100 milligrams he still adding up the figures
Not even d past can make him realize d future
Mehn It's sad nicca
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Me and my friends we can call your friends
And swim over to the deep deep end
Of a pool full of liquor
You know what it is my nicca
Dragging on a blunt or a cigar
Me and my friends we can call your friends
And swim over to the deep deep end
Of a pool full of liquor
You know what it is my nicca
Dragging on a blunt or cigar
Say we
Fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
Me and my friends
Say we fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
Me and my friends
I hear the voices talking in my soul
It makes me scared that you don't hear them too
Yh it was never in our plans
Sipping medication,smoking loud in a Benz
But we here now and things change
I've got friends that's free slaves
They chained to nicotine
Sipping on novalin
Why you do it
If it turn your life span to a bike
From a limousine
Getting cut short
While I'm on the issue
Watch me take one more shot
For the pain
I know it's gon linger
And come right back again
But by then I'll be ready with another shot
To kill myself a bit more again
Do it for the pain?
I think not that's a lie
Between me and you
You just do it for the high
The feeling is Gold
The feeling is slow
The feeling reveals
A side of you that you would never show
It's healing your soul
And do damage to d body
It's the fact that you know
That leaves me in suspense while I'm wondering
Why my niggas get high
Say why my niggas won die
But before then but before then
Make you give me one more tie
I done seen my nicca have a seizure
When I see the pills I still reminisce the picture
From 100 milligrams he still adding up the figures
Not even d past can make him realize d future
Mehn It's sad nicca
And swim over to the deep deep end
Of a pool full of liquor
You know what it is my nicca
Dragging on a blunt or a cigar
Me and my friends we can call your friends
And swim over to the deep deep end
Of a pool full of liquor
You know what it is my nicca
Dragging on a blunt or cigar
Say we
Fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
Me and my friends
Say we fiend living
We fiend living
We fiend living
Me and my friends
I hear the voices talking in my soul
It makes me scared that you don't hear them too
Yh it was never in our plans
Sipping medication,smoking loud in a Benz
But we here now and things change
I've got friends that's free slaves
They chained to nicotine
Sipping on novalin
Why you do it
If it turn your life span to a bike
From a limousine
Getting cut short
While I'm on the issue
Watch me take one more shot
For the pain
I know it's gon linger
And come right back again
But by then I'll be ready with another shot
To kill myself a bit more again
Do it for the pain?
I think not that's a lie
Between me and you
You just do it for the high
The feeling is Gold
The feeling is slow
The feeling reveals
A side of you that you would never show
It's healing your soul
And do damage to d body
It's the fact that you know
That leaves me in suspense while I'm wondering
Why my niggas get high
Say why my niggas won die
But before then but before then
Make you give me one more tie
I done seen my nicca have a seizure
When I see the pills I still reminisce the picture
From 100 milligrams he still adding up the figures
Not even d past can make him realize d future
Mehn It's sad nicca
Writer: OGHENETEGA OVBAGBEDIA
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