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letra de $addict - cheffamc

smoking im choking my lungs out
when cheffa’s around bring the blunts out
remembering days i would blaze it for fun but i need it to live it’s no fun now

feeling alone in a bud cloud
only wanna make my mum proud
people tryna give me tips and lessons
i won’t get the message ‘less you dumb it down

i’ve been sp-ce cadeting running reckless round
now i’m real reclusive never leave the house
but it doesn’t matter where or what i’ve been
because i been always sinning never feelin proud

i been never winning, call me fishy-fishy cos i’m sleeping with em
laying underwater getting foggy vision
i can’t see the exit, nearly out of breath and now i’m stressing restless both my feet are kickin

f-ck
i don’t know what i expected to happen if i kept on rapping
but
it presented me stresses i couldn’t imagine and i couldn’t hack it
ugh
lay back on my mattress and think of the days
i was on wasted on tablets
still nothing has changed except for my habits i blaze like an addict
maybe cos i am
i remember thinking that i really was a man
nowadays i’m thinking that i’m better off as sand
yeah i used to want it all but i could really give a d-mn

i’m feeling lost i can’t formulate a plan
will i live until i’m 30? i don’t really think i can
everything is hurting i got fractures in my hands
and if i remember nothing then for once i might be glad

it’s becoming a chore
writing these stories it feels so laborious but i don’t have an escape left
living is boring there’s nothing here for me i try to get help they say take meds

it’s true what they say nah the drugs never work so why do i constantly chase them
alone with my thoughts, even in company bruh i just want to escape it

livid feelings got me itchy itchy as i’m tensing up and i get cold and wiggy
t–th are gritting i can’t stop the shiver drinking 8%ers till i rot my liver
i no longer wanna feel a thing, now i get infuriated when i speak
i’m sick of coughing up black in the sink, black out drunk is how i’m falling asleep

and when i’m asleep i don’t wanna wake
i’ve been given choices i don’t wanna make
got a funny taste from this lemonade and i’m hearing voices dunno what their saying
looking back yea i shoulda been a better mate
but i’m not so instead i’m gonna head away
burning sage hoping that i’ll maybe get erased
cos i’m too b-tch i don’t know another get away

levitating wanna rise above i think it’s f-ck the physical i’m not in love with it
matter fact i think i’m f-cking done with it
i’m dead already it’s no longer fun to live
i wanna be spread in the sea
i need a way to forget everything
i been forgetting how it feels to be free
feeling trapped it’s a struggle to breath

- cheffamc

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