I'm a rockstar in his primeIf I take too many Percs, then I won't dieDon't make no sense, do it? HahaIf I take too many Percs, then I won't dieIf I drink too much of this syrup, then I won't flyI'm a rockstar in his primeA rockstar in his primeA rockstar in his primeA rockstar in his primeA rockstar in his primeIf I take too many Percs, then I won't dieIf I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' flyI can't deal with this hurt on my ownI cannot deal with this hurt in my downtimeIf I take too many Percs, then I won't dieIf I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' flyI can't deal with this hurt on my ownI cannot deal with this hurtEverything's just fineMinus the fact I'm losing my mindTimeless, in fact, I know it's my timePrimetime, limelightsTears on the Saint LaurentFeel like punchin' a wall but I don't wanna break the watchIt was just a year ago, I was tellin' people, "Watch"Thanking God, uh, it was a part of the plot, uhIt feel like part of me alive and part of me notI'm tracing my steps, uh, tryna see where the insanity startedI'm too high to talk right now, I'm sorry, beg my pardonThis not a trend, this how I'ma deal with my demons regardlessOh yeah, Devil pullin' up a chair, he sittin' right over thereTellin' me I should be scared, God in my fuckin' earTold me it's nothing to fearI forgot to mention that the Devil tryna be my friendDo you hear how confusing this is?I was at the lowest of points, feelin' like callin' it quitsAin't nobody understand, "You should be happy, nigga, you rich"That's what everybody saysAnxiety is a ugly bitch, too ugly to comprehendSo I get high and fuck that bitchPrayin' for the upper hand, I hope that He hear my prayersDevil really want my soul, he gon' keep it in his lairMe, I'm just gon' keep a pole, paranoia in the airEverybody gettin' killed, I won't be a part of itIf I take too many Percs, then I won't dieIf I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' flyI can't deal with this hurt on my ownI cannot deal with this hurt in my downtimeIf I take too many Percs, then I won't dieIf I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' flyI can't deal with this hurt on my ownI cannot deal with this hurt
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I'm a rockstar in his prime
If I take too many Percs, then I won't die
Don't make no sense, do it? Haha
If I take too many Percs, then I won't die
If I drink too much of this syrup, then I won't fly
I'm a rockstar in his prime
A rockstar in his prime
A rockstar in his prime
A rockstar in his prime
A rockstar in his prime
If I take too many Percs, then I won't die
If I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' fly
I can't deal with this hurt on my own
I cannot deal with this hurt in my downtime
If I take too many Percs, then I won't die
If I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' fly
I can't deal with this hurt on my own
I cannot deal with this hurt
Everything's just fine
Minus the fact I'm losing my mind
Timeless, in fact, I know it's my time
Primetime, limelights
Tears on the Saint Laurent
Feel like punchin' a wall but I don't wanna break the watch
It was just a year ago, I was tellin' people, "Watch"
Thanking God, uh, it was a part of the plot, uh
It feel like part of me alive and part of me not
I'm tracing my steps, uh, tryna see where the insanity started
I'm too high to talk right now, I'm sorry, beg my pardon
This not a trend, this how I'ma deal with my demons regardless
Oh yeah, Devil pullin' up a chair, he sittin' right over there
Tellin' me I should be scared, God in my fuckin' ear
Told me it's nothing to fear
I forgot to mention that the Devil tryna be my friend
Do you hear how confusing this is?
I was at the lowest of points, feelin' like callin' it quits
Ain't nobody understand, "You should be happy, nigga, you rich"
That's what everybody says
Anxiety is a ugly bitch, too ugly to comprehend
So I get high and fuck that bitch
Prayin' for the upper hand, I hope that He hear my prayers
Devil really want my soul, he gon' keep it in his lair
Me, I'm just gon' keep a pole, paranoia in the air
Everybody gettin' killed, I won't be a part of it
If I take too many Percs, then I won't die
If I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' fly
I can't deal with this hurt on my own
I cannot deal with this hurt in my downtime
If I take too many Percs, then I won't die
If I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' fly
I can't deal with this hurt on my own
I cannot deal with this hurt
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