Speaking For The Both of Us Lyrics

Uh I was battling demons, way before I even had a cup

I was overthinking, way before I even lost my trust

I been over dreaming, man I'm leaning like way to much

But here's another reason, sorry I'm speaking for the both of us

Imma pull up with the ratchet, an I'm not talking about my ex lil hoe

Ion care bout no baggage, as long you not a ex lil hoe

God just made a savage, an they say that I'm the antidote

I'm lost and confused, while im smokin on just hella dope

I been on the road an it's so cold an it fucked up why I get so high

Blowin on dope it's how it go it fucked me up but I feel alright

I back been stabbed my heart in half, from the same bitch

She the type of girl to leave with someone, she ain't came with

Out the frame bitch, ou you out the frame bitch

Sayin that you love me, truthfully you out your lane bitch

You lame bitch, ou you can save it

I been ballin hard you can call me Calvin Cambridge

Imma pull up with the ratchet, an I'm not talking about my ex lil hoe

Ion care bout no baggage, as long you not a ex lil hoe

God just made a savage, an they say that I'm the antidote

I'm lost and confused, while im smokin on just hella dope

Hella dope, they say I am hella dope

I just got the passion, got the ratchet who want hella smoke?

I was battling demons, way before I even had a cup

I was overthinking, way before I even lost my trust

I been over dreaming, man I'm leaning like way to much

But here's another reason, sorry I'm speaking for the both of us

This bitch did me dirty, had me hurtin in the worst ways

Some of that shit just gets to me, man it gets to me

Fuck am I talkin about, yeah I'm better off leavin that bitch I know I was

Since I did I been bossed up, with a life I want with a life I love

I been on the road an it's so cold an it fucked up why I get so high

Blowin on dope it's how it go it fucked me up but I feel alright

I feel alright, take one toke I'll go an fly

They wonder why, why I'm like this who am I

And that's the questions that we gotta ask (who is you?)

An I'm the type to leave it in the past (that's not true)

Imma pull up with the ratchet, an I'm not talking about my ex lil hoe

Ion care bout no baggage, as long you not a ex lil hoe

God just made a savage, an they say that I'm the antidote

I'm lost and confused, while im smokin on just hella dope

Hella dope, they say I am hella dope

I just got the passion, got the ratchet who want hella smoke?

I been on the road an it's so cold an it fucked up why I get so high

Blowin on dope it's how it go it fucked me up but I feel alright

I feel alright, take one toke I'll go an fly

They wonder why, why I'm like this who am I

And that's the questions that we gotta ask (who is you?)

An I'm the type to leave it in the past (that's not true)