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Wheezy

"No Meds"

[Chorus]
I'm grindin', I can't even get no rest
I'm vibin', I ain't even take my meds
Everybody like "what the f*ck goin' on in your head"
I'm from Broward County, but not the same place as X
Yeah, I just f*cked my ex b*tch on that X
Say she miss me and she wanna get in my chest
Say she miss me when I used to have my dreads
And my n*ggas miss when I ain't had no bread

[Verse 1]
Say she love me, but I know that it's a test
I don't know how to answer that so I know I might get a F
I don't wanna do no quiz
I just wanna get a little smizzed
Why it gotta come down to this?
I just wanna shoot the sh*ts
Say she pregnant, let me f*ck so I can feed the kids
I know you don't like me well when I run up so I can split your wig
I'm gettin' tired of gettin' money 'cause all I do is get it
I went to sleep on stage, woke up and did another gig
Came home and did a bid, came home and did another bid
I don't watch no sports no more 'cause all that sh*t be rigged
I'm doin' too much, I got 30 in my clip
You shootin' too much, man, that n*gga already dead
My little lady be like "Zaddy where you been"
I ain't yo daddy, but I prefer that name instead
I went to TV and put VVS on my set
So when you see me, you know he be gettin' checks

[Chorus]
I'm grindin', I can't even get no rest
I'm vibin', I ain't even much take my meds
Everybody like "what the f*ck goin' on in your head"
I'm from Broward County, but not the same place as X
Yeah, I just f*cked my ex b*tch on that X
Say she miss me and she wanna get in my chest
Say she miss me when I used to have my dreads
And my n*ggas miss when I ain't had no bread

[Verse 2]
My n*gga miss when I was still on the corner
Yeah, my n*ggas miss when I was in the yoda
Yeah, my n*ggas miss me when I was sellin' 'Yoda crack
"I watched him go up, now they call him Kodak Black!"
I f*cked her in the ass and then I sh*tted on her
Ayy, I skeeted on her face and then I hit it on her
Ayy, I ain't take my prescriptions in a whole month
And I'm on my bullsh*t, I'm about to go nuts
I was doin' time and then detective showed up
Askin' about a murder, I told him "I don't know nothin'"
Y'all can call my lawyer, by the way, I got four of 'em
That money callin', by the way, I got four numbers

[Interlude]
*Phone ringing*
Hello?
Man, you trippin', man, you know I ain't go no more, umm, sh*t, it's whatever then, send me four of 'em!

[Chorus]
I'm grindin', I can't even get no rest
I'm vibin', I ain't even much take my meds
Everybody like "what the f*ck goin' on in your head"
I'm from Broward County, but not the same place as X
Yeah, I just f*cked my ex b*tch on that X
Say she miss me and she wanna get in my chest
Say she miss me when I used to have my dreads
And my n*ggas miss when I ain't had no bread

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