sittin on my own, sniffen till my throat goes numb the way I like it, I’ll overdose and spike it, never sober when I’m writing get my closure when I’m flying outta space I found my ways to cope at night so I don’t blow my brains, she’ll make me go insane, she made it go away, tear my heart to bits I’ll still be this but beat a slower pace, got drugs where my emotions stay cause I don’t wanna know her name, so hold me when I’m buzzing giving something I can throw away I don’t wanna die still close my eyes and hope I never wake, I won’t go to heaven baby save it for a
Pockets full of nothing, money in my bag She told me I'm a druggie so I left and now she sad Baby, that make you the junkie You addicted to my lovin' Even though I know you only love me 'cause I'm buzzin' What's your motherfucking problem? I think you need some help I give you help, that's what I offer, but you left me on the shelf I'm not a trophy, I got bitches on my belt I put stitches on the pain, if you listen to me well Pockets full of nothing, money in my bag She told me I'm a druggie so I left and now she mad Baby, that make you the junkie You addicted to my lovin' Even though I know you only love me 'cause I'm buzzin' Oh, don't get too close, girl You should know when to leave me alone, girl Oh, don't get too close, girl You should know when to leave me alone, girl Pockets full of nothing, money in my bag She told me I'm a druggie so I left and now she sad Baby, that make you the junkie You addicted to my lovin' Even though I know you only love me 'cause I'm buzzin' What's your motherfucking problem? I think you need some help I give you help, that's what I offer, but you left me on the shelf I'm not a trophy, I got bitches on my belt I put stitches on the pain, if you listen to me well Pockets full of nothing, money in my bag She told me I'm a druggie so I left and now she mad Baby, that make you the junkie You addicted to my lovin' Even though I know you only love me 'cause I'm buzzin'
Pockets full of nothing, money in my bag She told me I'm a drugaie so I left and now she sad Baby, that make you the junkie You addicted to my lovin Even though I know you only love me 'cause I'm buzzin' What's your motherfucking problem? I think you need some help I give you help, that's what I offer, but you left me on the shelf I'm not a trophy. I got bitches on my belt I put stitches on the pain, if you listen to me well Pockets full of nothing, money in my bag She told me I'm a druggie so I left and now she mad Baby, that make you the junkie You addicted to my lovin Even though I know you only love me 'cause I'm buzzin'