mgk, Trippie Redd - beauty

4 AM im noddin off
hope this wasn’t fentanyl
Hide behind this camouflage
its always my fuckin fault
But I don’t wanna let go, let go
Im never gonna let go, let go

Im suffering from boredom in suburbia
I need a hit of euphoria
Im stuck in disturbia
I got this pain in my gut like a hernia
I got the jitters they worryin
I don’t take out I just order in
Across the Arizona border and ship across the sand like the Mandalorian
21 days clean that wont break a habit
22 days later im a fuckin addict
Lost a real one so I went and got him tatted
Cant eat, cant sleep, life doesn’t matter
Cultivated in the seven layers cause my family’s cursed for seven generations
In the numerology im here to break it but the voice inside of me wont entertain it
Theres a part of me that stopped embracing any memories so im tryin to erase them
The medicine doin damage to my bran cause the pain is too present im tryin to be vacant
Uppers and downers are keepin me up until