Breathe

Smoking on pressure I can't breathe Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Oh yeah I get to high I'm touching the sky Look in my face you see it in my eye I wasn't planning get this high F*ck it we gone we gone In my bed she turn to a freak Just like a squid I'm making ha ink Where you lay you know that we creep So you better not peak Comme des garcons on my body little bitch this turn to a hobby How you say you the realest to do it little bitch you don't know nobody You need to stop all that lying You need to stop all that whining Yea I lost it all before but you don't see me crying I been rocking that black on black This shit is way to natural I been rocking baggy pants little bitch I go full wrangler I been smoking this gas all by myself I'm a Lonley ranger I been talking to my lungs they starting to say they in danger Yea the drugs I can manage Yea the drugs I can take them I been doing drugs so long little bitch yea I don't know what real I don't know what's real I don't know what real Smoking on pressure I can't breathe Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Breathe in Breathe out Oh yeah I get to high I'm touching the sky Look in my face you see it in my eye I wasn't planning get this high F*ck it we gone we gone