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lirik lagu barnetta – rx papi

[intro]
f*ck
real rx

[verse]
walk in this b*tch like i’m on crazy pills
i am way too godd*mn high on [?]
wockesha say she love me and she for me
deep down i know she gon’ hurt me
this b*tch gon’ be the death of me
but i’m in love with that b*tch deathily
cuz told me i need stop drinking this sh*t
you know how many times i tried to quit?
this b*tch call my name whenever i’m sick
take a couple sips, don’t feel the sh*t
my mama looking at me kinda funny
every day my b*tch call me a junkie
don’t question me ’bout how i spend my money
b*tch, one cup cost me three hundred
i walk in this b*tch like mike jones
don’t ask what’s in my styrofoam
walk in this b*tch with the .40 cal
higher than orlando brown
i ain’t sipping liquor whеn i’m in the club
double cup with me in thе club
baby dracs with us in the club
f&n sitting by my gut
bulldog bigger than shotgun suge
this sh*t’ll get uglier than shotgun suge
touch my cup, i wish you would
pap turned to a real*life bug
i don’t like to talk when i’m on the drugs
they k!lled bk, it was over drugs
spinnin’ through blocks, we high on drugs
it is what it is and it was what it was
walk in this b*tch like, “what’s crackin’, cuz?”
they can hate all they want, they ain’t f*cking with us
they say the wock’ f*cking up my gut
my b*tch got more ysl than young thug
pour a deuce, sip, feel numb
i’ma drink the pint ’til it’s done
i feel like pimp c and bun
stuff a hundred in the f*cking trunk
taking rocks and my back starting to hurt
auntie blacked, i forgot it’s the first
before i asked the question, i shot out a verse
my b*tch walk in this b*tch with a uzi in her purse
my b*tch walked in like the real uzi vert
pap walk in like the real lucifer
i’m high as h*ll, i’m still kind of hurt
keep seeing my daddy get lowered in the dirt
i’m remembering that long ride behind the he*rs*
flashbacks had me crying in my verse
get way too high, i don’t wanna drive
nothing but evil sh*t run through my mind
these n*ggas make real good songs
i really see sh*t when i’m all alone
and i really did sh*t when n0body knows
seen a homicide at four years old
wockesha told me she’d keep me warm
i said, “b*tch, you ain’t no good for my soul”
sometimes i wan’ be all alone
even when i’m alone, i’m still not alone
always feel like somebody in my home
all bk was tryna do was make it home
i wanna throw this cup so godd*mn bad
i wanna flush these percs so godd*mn bad
but without these drugs, where would i be at?
i quit for 30 minutes and relapsed
you know nothing ’bout seeing no bodies
smile when i walk but it’s demons inside me
off the drank, i look like a zombie
i’m high as f*ck, can’t find my car keys
i wish i could tell somebody what’s up
they gon’ think i’m crazy when i tell them what’s up
my b*tch ask me what’s wrong and i tell her it’s nothing
we both know godd*mn well it’s something
i seen auntie boot two days ago
but she died when i was 14 years old
any time the house start getting cold
i start asking, “aunt, what you want?”
sometimes i hear answers back
i can’t go to sleep when it’s pitch black
i’m having nightmares and flashbacks
where in the f*ck is my cup at?
walk in this b*tch like craig mack
they say, “papi, you need to go to rehab”
my mama called me, told me, “i’m praying for you”
the other day bk said, “i’m waiting for you”
[outro]
i’m on the way
real rx

- rx papi

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