Chasing highs

Oh, overdose I aim for the moon RIP to Pop Smoke I pull up in the ghost And I do the most Boy, I've been sinning Evil boy, on top of me, devil horns I'm a devil, sippin slow, no angel Damn, this shit got me mad Addiction got me sad Everything was slow but so fast Withdrawals and anxiety Gon' last Hapiness never last, long Fucked up off the medicine Got enough of this life of sins I'm rotting my brain Off the pills Okay, okay Chasin' thrills, chasin' pills Regardless, getting the bag But money doesn't heal I feel the pain, more than you You broke my heart In pieces, in two Codeine make my day, every day or two Angel around me, one or two Doesn't matter, I'm getting faster Getting richer, getting quicker Sad boy, but a real mindbreaker Yeah, a real loner Fallin off the ladder, but climbing Forever I do the most RIP to Pop Smoke RIP to the woo I'm swervin' in the coupe On top of me, devil horns Huh Tempations got me sad Adddiction got me sad Everything came, everything slow But so fast Oh, oh, why everything hurt? Why everything hurts, woah New York king, Lil Tjay For me and my boys, in the wave We got the wave, we got the wave We got the wave We got Adidas, we got Nike, just do it Huh, huh, huh Call me Baki Huh, huh, huh I need no fyces I don't need, no fyces No, no, no, no Edge is a crisis Life is a crisis, huh, sleep paralysis And they hiss, the snakes They hiss, they hiss, they hiss RIP to Pop Smoke I'm chasing highs, I love the dope RIP to the Woo I'm gon' crash the coupe I'm in the club like I'm 50 Cent I'm gon' take like nine bullets And survive, and survive Even If I'm chasin' highs I wanna die I'm chasing highs I'm chasing highs