[Verse 1]
It's getting late, I'm bout to miss my show
Where the fuck did you go
On this day that I'm leaving you, and I told you so
So she grabs my face, looks in my eyes
Asks me if I got high last night, but I didn't
I was smoking on weed, she was talking about the other kind
Something knocks at the door, and I leave forever
She wanna lay with me, trying stay with me
I'm dying now, I'm dying now

[Hook]
My hands shaking a lot
I've been smoking a lot
And I ain't been making a lot
My hands shaking a lot
I've been smoking a lot
And I ain't been making a lot
Xanax bars ain't making it stop
Xanax bars ain't making it stop

[Verse 2]
And I know I'm gonna leave someday, but it ain't today
You see me I'm kind of off, a little slurred when I talk
And them people in the street they be starring when I walk
Go ahead Mr. Businessman
You can't dress like me
Yeah

If I let a bitch breathe, she'll get ahead of me
Find another muthafucka, that she think way better than me
Let's hope you're embedded in me, cause I'm gone for good
I'm a see about a view things, Ricky misunderstood
I'm dying now, I'm dying now

[Hook]