RUNAWAY_ תטיף אחשלי היקר
הסמים הללו עשו אותי רוחני
Church, but don't find me in attendance
'Cause I feel if niggas is pretending they're not in his image
Don't judge me, a little testy, and the line is thinnin'
So much trouble in my mind, spark a lie and get me twisted
Can you dig it? I'm insane nigga, never find the same nigga
Dancin' in the rain high off pain killers
And he depressed sittin' next to the Smith and Wesson
And in case I feel like questionin'
Is there really a heaven? I'm gone
So, nigga, ask when they look at you
They see more than your physical
I think these drugs got me spiritual
These fuckin' drugs got me spiritual
Still young and dumb, going numb in my living room
