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Cocaine Overdose Video (MV)




Performed By: DyeAlone
Length: 2:11
Written by: DyeAlone




DyeAlone - Cocaine Overdose Lyrics




Pardon me I'd appreciate if you stop staring I'm aware I have a nose bleed
Drip drip
See I'm a dope fiend it's the only thing I've got going for me
Doing runs for my
Father
Bumping suicide boys while Gucci and I ride
Been up for 3 days walking like a dead man my visuals are blurry
Oh my f*cking god
Can't eat won't sleep feeling closer to death with the cigarette I put on my breath
Never been a fan of life tried one to many times
Why the f*ck won't I die why the f*ck won't I die
Psycho gripping on the knife pacing again
Thinking bout taking his life It'd make everything so blissful Before the devil arise out of a soul
Something you'd never know
Burn in hell with me

Just blew through another sack
Waiting on the boy to hit my line back
I hate waiting about to have a panic attack pacing the room get a text
Then I head to the trap cop a 8 sack lined up and its gone in a minute
Shit I need to re-up again I'm all out of cash though
Thinking I might stop for bit then withdrawal sets in
Okay
I'm getting to desperate I'm about to go hoe out and make a C note
Maybe summon the devil and sell my soul yeah you know how that shit go ya
Doing anything for the blow ya
Won't stop till I overdose ya ya
Won't stop till I overdose ya ya
Till I overdose
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Pardon me I'd appreciate if you stop staring I'm aware I have a nose bleed
Drip drip
See I'm a dope fiend it's the only thing I've got going for me
Doing runs for my
Father
Bumping suicide boys while Gucci and I ride
Been up for 3 days walking like a dead man my visuals are blurry
Oh my f*cking god
Can't eat won't sleep feeling closer to death with the cigarette I put on my breath
Never been a fan of life tried one to many times
Why the f*ck won't I die why the f*ck won't I die
Psycho gripping on the knife pacing again
Thinking bout taking his life It'd make everything so blissful Before the devil arise out of a soul
Something you'd never know
Burn in hell with me

Just blew through another sack
Waiting on the boy to hit my line back
I hate waiting about to have a panic attack pacing the room get a text
Then I head to the trap cop a 8 sack lined up and its gone in a minute
Shit I need to re-up again I'm all out of cash though
Thinking I might stop for bit then withdrawal sets in
Okay
I'm getting to desperate I'm about to go hoe out and make a C note
Maybe summon the devil and sell my soul yeah you know how that shit go ya
Doing anything for the blow ya
Won't stop till I overdose ya ya
Won't stop till I overdose ya ya
Till I overdose
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Writer: DyeAlone
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