too gone

Hook

I can't feel my face I'm too gone (yeahhh)

She pop a pill and then she on (yeahhh)

These n***** hate they in the wrong (yeahhh)

I pour a four and write a song (yeahhh)

I can't feel my face I'm too gone (yeahhh)

She pop a pill and then she on (yeahhh)

These n***** hate they in the wrong (yeahhh)

I pour a four and write a song (yeahhh)

Verse

I got mud in my cup I can't see straight (yeahhh)

I got blood on my hands I can't clean the plate (yeahhh)

She say she love me but I know it's fake (yeahhh)

She say she with me but I know she hate (yeahhh)

I been movin' through the dark with a new face (yeahhh)

I been losin' all my feelings I can't keep pace (yeahhh)

I been poppin' all these Perkys I can't feel a thing (yeahhh)

I been droppin' all these bodies I can't feel the pain (yeahhh)

My shawty she a demon she be in my brain (yeahhh)

My shawty she a fiend she be on the train (yeahhh)

I'm off the shrooms I'm in a new domain (yeahhh)

I'm off the drank I can't explain (yeahhh)

These n***** be talkin' they be so lame (yeahhh)

These n***** be stalkin' they know my name (yeahhh)

I keep a stick right in my frame (yeahhh)

I keep a blick right in my lane (yeahhh)

I pour a four and I'm in the clouds (yeahhh)

She askin' why I'm so loud (yeahhh)

I tell her I don't even know how (yeahhh)

She know I'm gone she know I'm proud (yeahhh)

Hook

I can't feel my face I'm too gone (yeahhh)

She pop a pill and then she on (yeahhh)

These n***** hate they in the wrong (yeahhh)

I pour a four and write a song (yeahhh)

I can't feel my face I'm too gone (yeahhh)

She pop a pill and then she on (yeahhh)

These n***** hate they in the wrong (yeahhh)

I pour a four and write a song (yeahhh)

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