Luyện nghe bài hát D.R.U.G.S.

I can't help myself, I I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I some help
I can't help myself, I think I need help
I say I love my mama, Lord I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my
I love this music, it from up above
I love my niggas and I my bitches
I love everybody listenin'
If you or poor, so what?
The whole we livin' in
that's livin' in it
Trees down to the
Can't forget about my
last but not least I love drugs
I love
I can't help myself, I I need some help
I can't help myself, I I need some help

They say the apple don't fall far the tree
Apple a day, it keep the doctors
I wonder if my got more faded than me
But I can't ask him, the doctors couldn't save him, baby
My mama clean as water, hallelujah
We total opposites, I'm dirty as Fanta mix
We Qualitesters, we can't no Hi-Tech, I ain't lyin', nigga
Act stashed on the low for the high,
Whole full of them codeine fiends
OG by the OZ, and I owe the weed man down the street
Monster off them Xannies, I might have me one
Mix it with the syrup, on top of that
Then be numb, if I don't wake up, tell 'em...

I love my mama, knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, my blood
I love this music, it come up above
I love my niggas and I love my
I love everybody that's
If you or poor, so what?
I love the whole we livin' in
And everything livin' in it
From the trees down to the
Can't about my plug
'Cause last but not I love drugs
but not least I love drugs
(Purple comin' in)

got me rollin', got me rollin', nigga
I got the sniffles, need a box of (Blow it!)
I got some issues, I ain't talkin' a newspaper
about the issues that come with this new paper
My new bitch in the next room in the nude,
Broad day, blinds open—see the view,
Cornea, so scarred look myself up in the eyes
But if I could I would "Who is you, nigga?!"
What's become of Herb son?
for these abortions I'd probably be on my third son
That was they decision, for the
clearin' my conscience
That don't it better, nigga
You I know better, nigga

I love my mama, Lord I does
I love my family, my cousins, my blood
I love music, it come from up above
I love my niggas and I love my
I everybody that's listenin'
If you or poor, so what?
I the whole world we livin' in
And everything that's in it
From the trees down to the
forget about my plug
'Cause last but not least I love
Last but not least I love
I can't help myself, I I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some

You ain't never seen a so fresh
You ain't seen a junky so fresh
Think I need some
You never seen a junky so fresh
You ain't seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
I think I need help
so fresh
You ain't never seen a so fresh, so fresh, no
I think I need some
I love my
You never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh
You ain't seen a junky
Lords I does
I I need some help, I need some help
I love my
I need some help, I need some
Lord knows I
Can you go find me some

That's I'm sayin'. That's why you don't need a Xan, cuz.
I time flies... Didn't you hear what I said?
I said time flies. Time flies, fades...
Goddamn, man!

Married to marijuana, addicted to
Codeine's my concubine, confidant
Adderall Admiral, absolutely, give Danny
Perc' 30 flow, how Saudi said it
Season pass to Xanny land, Hennessy in my
Can't forget I'm psychic off them
And for the kids lookin' up to me for I've seen
No, I don't any of these things to do anything

All my brethren, I pray for mercy
And that you my pain
You that in the glory of God
Listen to the of this
Your servant
me health, well-being, and happiness