Skippin' rocks off the ledge of the window
Smoke make a big cloud, heaven in my cig blow
Angels in my bed though, actin' like the devil though
Rockstar life with the mind of a criminal
I been off the X fake molds, I'm on X-Games mode
In my red stained clothes like a dead man woke
In the nighttime, you don't wanna light my smoke
You can see my eyes dilated to my skull
Would you love me if I woke up with a self harm scar large enough to see my veins and my bones
Would you love me if you woke up with a handprint mark from your head to your toes
Off of something you ain't heard of, I'm the test subject
I could treat her like a bitch, she my sex puppet
Treat pounds like they're fifths, just to feel something
You treat decigrams like 50s, you ain't feeling nothing
She don't like the drug talk, but she wanna lean
She don't like the drug talk, but she like cocaine
She don't like the drug talk, I don't like the games
So I don't wanna talk about it, I just wanna take
Skippin' rocks off the ledge of the window
Smoke make a big cloud, heaven in my cig blow
Angels in my bed though, actin' like the devil though
Rockstar life with the mind of a criminal
I been off the X fake molds, I'm on X-Games mode
In my red stained clothes like a dead man woke
In the nighttime, you don't wanna light my smoke
You can see my eyes dilated to my skull
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Skippin' rocks off the ledge of the window
Smoke make a big cloud, heaven in my cig blow
Angels in my bed though, actin' like the devil though
Rockstar life with the mind of a criminal
I been off the X fake molds, I'm on X-Games mode
In my red stained clothes like a dead man woke
In the nighttime, you don't wanna light my smoke
You can see my eyes dilated to my skull
Would you love me if I woke up with a self harm scar large enough to see my veins and my bones
Would you love me if you woke up with a handprint mark from your head to your toes
Off of something you ain't heard of, I'm the test subject
I could treat her like a bitch, she my sex puppet
Treat pounds like they're fifths, just to feel something
You treat decigrams like 50s, you ain't feeling nothing
She don't like the drug talk, but she wanna lean
She don't like the drug talk, but she like cocaine
She don't like the drug talk, I don't like the games
So I don't wanna talk about it, I just wanna take
Skippin' rocks off the ledge of the window
Smoke make a big cloud, heaven in my cig blow
Angels in my bed though, actin' like the devil though
Rockstar life with the mind of a criminal
I been off the X fake molds, I'm on X-Games mode
In my red stained clothes like a dead man woke
In the nighttime, you don't wanna light my smoke
You can see my eyes dilated to my skull
Smoke make a big cloud, heaven in my cig blow
Angels in my bed though, actin' like the devil though
Rockstar life with the mind of a criminal
I been off the X fake molds, I'm on X-Games mode
In my red stained clothes like a dead man woke
In the nighttime, you don't wanna light my smoke
You can see my eyes dilated to my skull
Would you love me if I woke up with a self harm scar large enough to see my veins and my bones
Would you love me if you woke up with a handprint mark from your head to your toes
Off of something you ain't heard of, I'm the test subject
I could treat her like a bitch, she my sex puppet
Treat pounds like they're fifths, just to feel something
You treat decigrams like 50s, you ain't feeling nothing
She don't like the drug talk, but she wanna lean
She don't like the drug talk, but she like cocaine
She don't like the drug talk, I don't like the games
So I don't wanna talk about it, I just wanna take
Skippin' rocks off the ledge of the window
Smoke make a big cloud, heaven in my cig blow
Angels in my bed though, actin' like the devil though
Rockstar life with the mind of a criminal
I been off the X fake molds, I'm on X-Games mode
In my red stained clothes like a dead man woke
In the nighttime, you don't wanna light my smoke
You can see my eyes dilated to my skull
Writer: Sid Mission
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