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no.use - gas money كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: no.use]
been tryna find my drive again
s’why i’m on another late night drive again
nose on fire, hearts beatin’, wired
car’s screechin’ tires
tryna escape my life again
ketamine, promethazine
snortin’ speed and amphetamines
vicodins and lucy got me loopy
think i’m regretting things
inhaling tar till i got cancer, till my glands are marred
and i ain’t never seen a panther, but i know a xans a bar
it’s been 4 nights in a row
4 inch lines to the dome
and i’ve been losin’ h-lla weight, but i don’t mind on the snow
and i know i should stay in one night, but i might go loco
i get mad fomo if i stay home
i go insane dolo
it’s a war between two people within me and i feel like the third
i’m sick of the voices in my head
don’t wanna hear one more word
tired of hearing my own excuses
i’m so ded and burnt
but i just ran out of booze, so i guess now it’s time to get to work

[chorus 1: chloe v]
sippin’ barcode whiskey
burns my throat, but it’s cheap
burns my throat, but it’s cheap
burns my throat, but it’s cheap
need another fifth in me
chase my woes, do you miss me?
chase my woes, do you miss me?
chase my woes, do you miss me?

[verse 2: no.use]
i’m a trainwreck that crashed so hard that i’m still shaking
or maybe it’s the alcohol and the drugs that i been taking
do i do this all to myself just ‘cause i hate me?
take everything with a grain of salt so i’m always angry
am i gonna lose myself in the night when i’m lit?
or become a recluse and hide in my room till i’m big?
just makin’ plumes and makin’ tunes till i write a hit
if there’s a balance between the two, then i got to find that sh-t
‘cause what’s rappin’ about life, when you got no life to live?
lose all my friends to the grind like i went and died for this
but i don’t wanna let you down, run outta fight to give
just tryna write a line that hits harder than the one i just sniffed
sit back with a six pack
tryna find the rights keys to tap
to paint what i feel on a pad piece together a decent act
fienden’ bad for t, but now i’m free from that
and i used to chief them trees but now my reefer’s mad
drinkin’ jack to replace the fade i had, so im weak and sad
is it naive to think i won’t be high next week?
feel like i’m tweakin’, snapped
get out the way, i think i need to yack
i stay in bed all day and keep the blanket wrapped
outgrew the ways of my past
threw away the stash
tossed that sh-t in the river
watched it make a splash
now my life ain’t got no shine like its painted matte
gave up the search for happiness, so i’m just chasin’ cash
and that’s straight facts
but some of these days i’ve had
sometimes, in the mirror, all i see when i look at my face is trash
and someone i hate looks back
sometimes i feel like all i do when i make a rap is create a mask
so i can erase my past
what if what i’ve drawn on my face is fake or straight up wack?
but the facade is valid
just authentic as liam’s head in the noose when no.use’s time has came and p-ssed
when i’ve had enough of my jaded -ss and it all fades to black

[chorus 2: chloe v & no.use]
sippin’ barcode whiskey
burns my throat, but it’s cheap
burns my throat, but it’s cheap
burns my throat, but it’s cheap
got another half with me
burns my nose, but it takes me
far away from here, so i think i’ll waste my last twenty
puttin’ bills in my nose on an empty tank
gas money

- no use

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