BLVCK VCID Lyrics

Woke up, my phone was blown up I rose from red to foggy, head got dressed

and got this weed rolled

He know, she know, please they cannot see

a thing that we know

Brain on repo, return, take it back, refund

receipt shown

Okay, hit em on the phone lines, I told em all

to come by I did some business, ate a bite practiced not getting tongue tied

The tiredness inside my eyes, had died by that time

About one,this weed has sold itself before at

least once

Mind runs too fast, won't last, this past

Life comes packed With madness from the First drop, to last

Hit can't ignore past I've written bars to Come back, but you're

Still stuck in the black I'm hitting pads on a tab, I do feel bad but still brag

Third eye inclined, won't fall for time, am

I designed to feel right

The colors blur into each other, crashing tides of pure white

Thought it was black, the acid switched up but I walked the same path

Think I'm crumbling, you'd be stumbling if you was trying to match

Black acid, gel tablets full of black magic Black shirt, black pants, black soul matchin

Black thoughts, white widow, tripping while I rap

I keep on falling back, you know I've been on black acid

Gel tablets full of black magic Black shirt, black pants, black soul matchin

Black thoughts, white widow, tripping while I rap

I keep on falling back, you know I've been on

Some village shit, since I met the kids across the fence

I never knew my placement till we merged the cliques and took a hit

I'm used to paper strips, she used to be my favorite bitch

But now she's just my neighbor who's saying she still favors my dick

I played it hard to get, well hardly, it's hard to forget

Until I witnessed hands on her tits lifted from Planet Fitness

Can't forget this, need my jacket, need some drugs to skip this

I need some tissues and some bullets and a gun to end it

How can I lack reactions from what I had with that bitch wishing I had

A match to burn down the past, we past tense, can't ignore that

C4 gon' score me a tab

VI'm gon' trip out while I'm sad

I hope I never come back from that

Hope I get stuck in the black, in fact

Would I be glad if her heart collapsed

Would she be mad if she heard this rap

Or would she go grab two tabs of that black acid

Gel tablets full of black magic

Black shirt, black pants, black soul matchin

Black thoughts, white widow tripping while I rap

I keep on falling back

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