October Lyrics

Count my sins and I hope I'm praying today

I'm getting richer and bigger while part of my old self slowly just fading away

Look at myself in the mirror, there's something inside of me slowly just eating away

She asked what happened to me and I told her "I murdered the old me, I'm full of hate"

I clean it up with the med spills

I mix the blue with the red pills

Not even tripping, my hair falling out and this stress on my head like an anvil

Used to this, used to Wock, I'm abusing it

Can't get up

Already said it once, I'm overusing it

Got paranoia so I keep my head on my shoulder, I'm trying to stay out the way

The city froze up and got colder, my mind getting old

So I put on my jacket and pray that the days gone by

Nigga I said I'm good I lied

This why I hate being sober, I fucked up my head in October

The devil inside of my head getting closer and closer, he told me it's gonna be over

Nigga I'm losing composure

That's why I'm in love with the Percocet

Bitch I'm a rockstar soldier

Rockstar lifestyle huh

Every day I'm steady praying that I'm finna make it

If there's a chance I'ma die I'ma take all my money and burn it, no way I'ma save it

Nothing changed, still out the wall like nothing's new

Grew me some wings and you know I flew

Keep seeing shit from a bird's eye view

Cause all of these niggas below me

Hang around so many friends and I'll probably still ending up lonely

Swear that bitch ain't know my name like a month ago

Now that I'm up she gon' claim that she knew me okay

I know the real from the fake

I know the pills from the pain

I took my heart out my chest and I dipped it in water then frozeout my neck like a chain

I crack that seal open, don't know how much I'ma take

Pop me like 12345 'till I break

Help me out, I'm barely breathing

I feel like I'm dreaming but part of me still feels awake

Got paranoia so I keep my head on my shoulder, I'm trying to stay out the way

The city froze up and got colder, my mind getting old

So I put on my jacket and pray that the days gone by

Nigga I said I'm good I lied

This why I hate being sober, I fucked up my head in October

The devil inside of my head getting closer and closer, he told me "it's gonna be over"

Nigga I'm losing composure

That's why I'm in love with the Percocet

Bitch I'm a rockstar soldier

Rockstar lifestyle huh

Every day I'm steady praying that I'm finna make it

If there's a chance I'ma die I'ma take all my money and burn it, no way I'ma save it