[Verse 1: London Samuels]
I thought you said
You don't need to see my face
Anymore
So I close the door
These drugs in my veins
Highway to my brain
Just take me away
Drugged-out paint job
Inside, cocaine
Outside, Cobain
Got me sittin' sideways
Got me sittin' sideways
Blah, blah
Blah, blah

[Verse 2: BONES]
Isolated, smokin' blunts like always
Came from ether rags in the hallways
Came from a woodshop in the woods
Get cut if you steppin' out the line
Keep it thug
Uh, I know I got a fuckin' resume
With the fuckin' side of my brain
To keep my memories
No Glock in my jeans
Bitch, I'm rollin' with the blade
I'm with the team so
Bitch, I got no problem
Ridin' up on me
Bitch, you need to just holler
I don't need no dollars
Keep your contract
Cause I don't need dollars
[Outro: London Samuels]
I see your face
Every place I go