Lyrics: Joseph Cook
Music: Joseph Cook
this the only way for me to cope is music sex & drugs
I was wondering could you come & see me I need a hug
I been going through so much pain it’s like a nigga need some love
Suffering in silence feeling like a nigga dying from love
I had sent ya ass a letter why u never wrote me back
They gon hear me soon or later once I drop they gon be back
**** around & change my number take a trip & wont look back
Ian really feeling life I wish that I could take it back
Music Sex N Drugs that’s the only thing gon heal my pain
I need me a hug
Feel like a whole pint won’t heal my pain
I was crying out to my momma told me man up ima man
If I hide my pain behind these diamonds can I buy a chain
My lor brudda he look up to me I gotta be the man
Once I get this ticket they gon be the first inside my mansion
I know niggas wanna shine wit me but they won’t get the chance
I know niggas wanna shine wit me but they won’t get the chance
This the only way for me to cope, I'm popping all these Percs
Fell in Love, put that frrr all on this chop and go berserk. That bitch a freak
probably, come through, swallow dick like she ain't eat
He the type to make a post, so I'm the type to press the Beef
That shit ain't right, had took my baby laff while I was asleep
They had sent bro up the road for serving raw, this shit get deep
I'm in the field, probably rock out with my mask like I'm TL
Tryna stack a couple Ms before they ask me how I feel
I'm in that mode, pour Wocky in my cup, I'm drugging slow
I'm the type to stay my pace and he the type to lose control
That's me and bro, throw a switch all on the back, it's time to score