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ysb kyle - addiction (full version) lyrics
addiction (full version) lyrics
[intro: ysb kyle]
yea
ysb up in this b_tch
[chorus: ysb kyle]
i gotta bad addiction, all these drugs in my head, head
mama keep on telling me imma end up dead, dead
i been getting high, i been taking all the meds, meds
i ain’t never been alone, drugs are my friends, friends
i gotta bad addiction, all these drugs in my head, head
mama keep on telling me imma end up dead, dead
i been getting high, i been taking all the meds, meds
i ain’t never been alone, drugs are my friends, friends
got a bad addiction, all this cash in my hands, hands
married to the money, so i’m running up the bands, bands
doing this sh_t for the camera, b_tch
i’m doing this sh_t for the fans, fans
all my brothas roll wit me, ready to throw some hands, hands
[verse 1: ysb iccey boi]
ayo, i’m on the same addiction
i don’t wanna sit here and listen
i’m not in a good position, when these b_tches always b_tching
and i’m rocking margela and i don’t wanna flex
i feel like cinderella but without a dress
they call me vanilla, and i say “god bless”
i’m not a k!ller, but i love her to death
and you way drug dealer but without that patek
and now i’m a woman_stealer, with that big_ass forget
and you know my mama made me, and she is f_cking like shady
and one day i’ll get a lady, maybe when i’m f_ckin 80
cuz they drive me crazy, and it don’t f_cking amaze me
i’m like shady, but i’m like tom brady
huh, i’m grouchy like i’m squidward
n_gga on a bluebird, n_gga wit a blue shirt
ayy, wanna see my cooter?
aye i wanna go spoon her
i do not need a tutor
but you are not a neuter
uh, b_tch i wanna walk it
like i’m on the bucks like i’m giannis
she asked if i wanna f_ck, i said i might vomit
imma dunk in, you know i gotta block her
[chorus: ysb kyle]
i gotta bad addiction, all these drugs in my head, head
mama keep on telling me imma end up dead, dead
i been getting high, i been taking all the meds, meds
i ain’t never been alone, drugs are my friends, friends
got a bad addiction, all this cash in my hands, hands
married to the money, so i’m running up the bands, bands
doing this sh_t for the camera, b_tch
i’m doing this sh_t for the fans, fans
all my brothas roll wit me, ready to throw some hands, hands
[verse 2: ysb smokey]
i have an addiction
i need help, but they won’t listen
i guess they just don’t get it
i can’t block the pain, it’s already too late
and she’s in my veins, ever since the sixth grade
since i looked her in the face, i just ain’t been the same
i got no heart
it all fell apart, so i put the love in my arm
it never showed me no harm
they say it’s k!lling me, but literally it’s healing me
you won’t finish me
imma od in wv, no more me
i’m sippin’ lean, i’m smokin weed
i’m taking shrooms, i’m missing you
takin percs, feeling hurt, everyday feeling worse
doing heroin, don’t wanna be here again, i’m dropping tears again
f_ck your love i ain’t tryna feel it again
so imma put poison in my skin
i’m all alone again, i lost all my friends
i’m just tryna cope again, hanging from a rope again
smokin dope again, f_ck
[chorus: ysb kyle]
i gotta bad addiction, all these drugs in my head, head
mama keep on telling me imma end up dead, dead
i been getting high, i been taking all the meds, meds
i ain’t never been alone, drugs are my friends, friends
got a bad addiction, all this cash in my hands, hands
married to the money, so i’m running up the bands, bands
doing this sh_t for the camera, b_tch
i’m doing this sh_t for the fans, fans
all my brothas roll wit me, ready to throw some hands, hands
[verse 3: ysb kyle]
ready to throw sum hands, poppin percs f_ck a xan
i ain’t doin bars again
only bars i’m spittin, these lines an rhymes be written
do what i want in my life yeah, this sh_t ain’t not scripted
i only take prescription, no o t c
imma pop another molly, imma smoke the f_cking weed
imma take a couple oxy, with the motherf_cking lean
imma do cocaine off the counter till i get a nosebleed
drank way too much, now i’m p_ssin hennessey
mix the codeine wit the promethazine
totin guns wit tha gang full magazines
i still been droppin sh_t ever since quarantine
i been doin all this sh_t since 13
ion give a f_ck if the drugs i been takin gonna k!ll me
i been addicted to the pain all my life
ion really play love games that’s a lie
takin all these pills, and i feel like imma die
smokin on the weed, yeah i love to get high
[chorus: ysb kyle]
i gotta bad addiction, all these drugs in my head, head
mama keep on telling me imma end up dead, dead
i been getting high, i been taking all the meds, meds
i ain’t never been alone, drugs are my friends, friends
got a bad addiction, all this cash in my hands, hands
married to the money, so i’m running up the bands, bands
doing this sh_t for the camera, b_tch
i’m doing this sh_t for the fans, fans
all my brothas roll wit me, ready to throw some hands, hands
[verse 4: ysb kyle]
smoke on doja, getting high, ion see low
twist a backwoods, imma let the haze blow
angels lookin over me, i got demons in my soul
so much pain inside my body, feel like i’m losin control
takin all these pills, everything be so slow
takin too much, smokey tell me not to overdose
i’m not even close, i need a higher dose yea
pouring purple in my cup till it overflow, yea
mix it wit tha lean in my f_cking styrofoam, yea
don’t run up on me, b_tch i got a chrome
bullet holes, in his clothes
dump the clip, reload
gun em down, hollow tips
if he getting too close
all these hoes in my phone
making me feel alone
wish i had somebody i could take back home
f_ck em all i got stacks
money, cash, can’t resist
drivin fast, black on black
imma crash in this b_tch
smokin packs, hit it back
brothas strapped in this b_tch
i got codeine in my cup, yea
i’m sippin actavis
pure water on my wrist, ice colder than a b_tch neck
make money, gettin rich, been ballin since a b_tch left
ysb in this b_tch, ballin on em ain’t no mismatch
i got smokey wit da sh_t, watch him drop anotha disstrack
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