FOR MY OWN GOOD

I'm getting too high, for my own, good Sippin' on that drink in my hotel room Pop a couple pills with my whole, crew I'm getting too high (too high) Tell me when it's over, tell me when I'm sober Drink enough again to be borderline coma Get lost in the moment, and f*ck all exposure From all the summer nights, to the cold October Smoking on that green, so I don't reminisce, On the past that I have, I've been tryna forget Tryna give it all what I got left to give But it's hard, missing drugs, when you can't even live I'm getting too high, for my own, good Sippin' on that drink in my hotel room Pop a couple pills with my whole, crew I'm getting too high (too high) I'm getting too high, for my own, good Sippin' on that drink in my hotel room Pop a couple pills with my whole, crew I'm getting too high (too high) The drugs got me caught inside a vice grip Can't decide, if I like it Light up, by nine at night Inhale it, hit me like a night stick Drive a pike through my right side Depending how fried I might get Sprawled out over the staircase In a basement Escape this place I don't feel safe in Passed out with strangers Spaced to danger Dope laced with cocaine Surrounded by foreign faces, but oh well I'm getting too high, for my own, good Sippin' on that drink in my hotel room Pop a couple pills with my whole, crew I'm getting too high (too high)