[Verse 1: VANS RAT & CHRONIC]
Life ain't rolling how it used to
Drowning in the drugs, I was next to you
16 when I had to lose you
Now my thoughts are trapped in the darkest room
Lord please, I just wanna come and see you
Say you hate yourself, well I hate myself too
I can't leave you, I can't see you
My drugs don't help me but the singing do
So let's go back to the days
Way back when you're sitting with me on the spring free tramp'
Talking 'bout some drugs, "I would never do that"
Now I'm crying at home with a bong in my lap, nah
Fuck that, it's killing me quick
Got me fuckin' cutting, bleeding into the sink
Got me scrolling Insta, crying over your pics
Got me under your tree smoking cancerous sticks, fuck
My mind has been weightless (My mind has been weightless)
Every day is the same shit (Every day is the same shit)
And I really fucking hate it (And I really fucking hate it)
Life's slow and I hate it
My mind has been weightless (My mind has been weightless)
Every day is the same shit (Every day is the same shit) (Check, check)
And I really fucking hate it (And I really fucking hate it)
Life's slow and I hate it, yeah
[Verse 2: CHRONIC]
Yo
I'm obscenely odd like I'm Lynley Dodd
CHRONIC is wrong from the acid he drops
The black dog follows me, Hairy Maclary from Donaldson's Dairy
The thought of death fuckin' scares me (Fuckin' oath)
Seeing signs in the starts in the sky, something like an Aires
Seems to me that life isn't fair G
Day without anxiety, I guess it's rarely
Happening to get us sparingly, death I see in everything
If anything, I'm lacking energy
So I'm tryna get back on my grind
Like I said I'm seeing signs like a Taurus
It's fucking my time, I swear I'm getting watched like an audit
Spaced out, up in orbit, I'm soaring
I was fucking my life, I wish I saw it
Hide up in my room like a hobbit, it was horrid
Smoking weed and doing pills til I vomit and thinking on it
Man I thought that shit was cool
Used to walk up in my school thinking "Man I'm a sick cunt"
Hoping no one sees that I'm sick but
They could see I was full of rubbish like some litter
Yo homie pass the liter, shit I mean the lighter
I need that shit to get me high 'cause

[Chorus: CHRONIC]
I'm Harry Potter with the pot
And all these ops and dogs be watching us so I'm as sober as a dog
And all these cops be romping cunts
I sus it, jump, be popping up
And sure e-fucking-nough, liquor is pouring up
I got plans on the side, Bacardi got me dardy and there's nothing on my mind
It's all good I'm fucking on her night, man I'm fucking up the mic
[Verse 3: CHRONIC]
Here we go, CHRONIC's talking weed again, I think he needs a friend
I think he lied, he's seeming thin
Yo I think he's bottling deep within, deep inside
All he does is get stoned and get high
I mean, I guess it's how he's getting by
But I never thought he'd take his life
I wish I could've said goodbye
Man

[Chorus: CHRONIC & JAY]
I'm Harry Potter with the pot
And all these ops and dogs be watching us so I'm as sober as a dog
And all these cops be romping cunts
I sus it, jump, be popping up
And sure e-fucking-nough, liquor is pouring up
I got plans on the side, Bacardi got me dardy and there's nothing on my mind
It's all good I'm fucking on her night, man I'm fucking up the mic
Yeah but it's just life
Yeah it's just life, let's go

[Verse 4: JAY]
These words hurt as I jot em down
Hard not to erase em 'cause I know I was the problem now
Dad works away, I hate how I like that he's not around
'Cause deep down I'm grateful for what he's done, know your son is proud
Still I surround myself with the ones who smoke pot and loud
Lying to my mum, if she knew the truth I'd be not allowed
She doesn't know how they really are behind rotten mouths
Love myself then hate myself like I'm boxed in the lost and found
Yeah, my only mission is fight
And they see I'm ripping the mic, still dismissing my drive
Didn't mind grime and trap, he's bringing his thing to light
We ain't alike, can't spy my inquisitive eye
And my mind glistening right to a differing sight
I won't be quitting til fly or til I sit in the sky
And all sins aren't forgiven, still get hit in the eye
I'd rather not be living that life than to be living a lie
They need to tune in, JAY's the listening guide
Nerves hard, heart of iron like it's Hisingerite
Fetti Brock with the definitive lines
Fuck when I started 'cause at any age you know I would've written it right
Fuck if I wear some gold, I'd rather feel it inside
I change flows quicker than bitches when switching to bi
And this for those alone in bedroom corners flicking the light
Flipped the switch and then glide when I realised that kid was I
Goodbye, yeah, but that's life
[Chorus: CHRONIC]
I'm Harry Potter with the pot
And all these ops and dogs be watching us so I'm as sober as a dog
And all these cops be romping cunts
I sus it, jump, be popping up
And sure e-fucking-nough, liquor is pouring up
I got plans on the side, Bacardi got me dardy and there's nothing on my mind
It's all good I'm fucking on her night, man I'm fucking up the mic
But it's just, li-ife

[Outro: CHRONIC, JAY, VANS RAT]
I said it's just life, I guess it's just life
Man I guess it's just, life, yeah I said I guess it's just life
Man I guess it's just, life, but life goes on
Man I guess it's just, life, (My mind has been weightless) I said it's just life
Man I guess it's just, li-ife, (Every day is the same shit) But life goes on
It's just life (And I really fucking hate it) But life goes on
(Life's slow and I hate it, yeah)
Yeah, OM Til We OD
Okay