addicts (anonymous) (Radio Edit) ft. Chipp23 & D John Lyrics

You know what it feel like?

When you coming down from a high?

Don't feel like a park when you slide

Into the depths of your mind

I've witnessed it too many times

I was hurt when my momma cried

Seen her son but not in his eyes

Asking like why would I even try?

If there was a chance I could've died

But I didn't, I felt so alive

Till it was finished it felt like a lie

Body was twitching for fixes a lot

Every sentence I'm slurring to talk

It's somebody right here but knowing they not

They just a thought it's part of it the plot

Inanimate thangs, transform autobot

Moving so strange, it sound insane

Let me explain, life looked like a game

it messed with my brain, damn what a shame

Drug couldve change, results are the same

Don't fit in to hang, I think that it's lame

You hear what I'm saying?

Ain't no one to blame

When you in them chains, cause you couldn't tame

Whatchu became, a junkie, your name

I've made mistakes, so detrimental

But who I became it won't accidental

So much to say on these instrumentals

Never feel shame, don't be sentimental

Admitting's the way and that's fundamentals

I seek the help I need for my mental

All by myself I vent what I been through

I care bout my health but quitting ain't simple

Trapped inside these walls

Vaginal and four

When I don't feel good

I just gotta you give one call

Faith ain't such thing

I don't trust in rings

I don't out and drink

I just make girls sing

I think smiles are fake

I hate photos they take

Hate the feelings they make

Hate the feelings they break

Say I show myself

They won't take my health

Hide that shit

Don't you bitch about it

Catchin feeling's clownin'

Hoes just leave you drownin'

Easy just to take advice and never end up frownin'

Take that pitchfork out my mind

It keeps up with my downin'

Take a girl right to my bed and

That's what makes life countin'

Fade out on her couch

Wake her up at seven

Sleep over at her house

Just to fuck her at eleven

Addicted to this life

Cos I really want to die

And between those fucking thighs

Is what makes me feel alive, yeah

Live in my arms, you'll feel safe in here

Hide away your fears, some cold face you give, now

Open your door and lock me in, now

Light up the fire on a winter's night

Show me what you like, baby, I'll touch you right, now

Show me all your greatest sins, now

Smoke all day

Like addiction is the mission (smokin')

Pass to the left

Yeah, that shit is a tradition (yeah, it is)

Gotta keep it hidden

I don't wanna see eviction (nope)

No condition, when you sit in my position

(You gotta get it right)

All this green got me limestoned (limes)

Shaping up the sculpture

While my culture wanna ride slow (swerve)

Drinking solutions

Turned to habit

Get deluded

We still some addicts (yes, we are)

Shits convoluted

Confuse my actions

With some I haven't (That's some shit)

Got some homies that I'm worried that I might lose too soon (please, God, no)

Nowadays I only hear from them when the moon is blue

I hope they doin' good cos last I saw they lookin' better

(so much better) But that was last September

Time before I can't remember (Hypocrite)

But that's my problem though

I got a memory issue (yes, I do)

From all the shit I've done and all of the shit that I misuse (smokin")

At this point there's no excuse

The shit that this kid do (no)

I am just a fan of the effects that they induce

John