Happy Pills (feat. Tony Steeze) Video (MV)

I mean, I'm really hurting bad, but you know something?
I'd feel a hell of a lot better if I had my god damn medicine!

Wilin' out on these antidepressants
I see the progression but still feel aggression
Shit still look unpleasant blame my adolescence
I'm not even stressing I never embellish
I count all my blessings I got a confession
I just talked to God and I won't go to heaven
He don't get the message I think he is jealous
I switch up the flow yeah I'm keeping 'em guessing
Got that strap on I ain't talking protection
Still buying that shit I ain't talking about selling
Still smoking that shit I ain't talking possession
Put dab on the cig I ain't talking no resin
If it a 10 turn it up to 11
I'm never a quitter I'm semper fidelis
Still flexing Giuseppi thousand island dressing
In two thousand years they will finally get it

If I don't have my medication
Yeah I'm feeling like Jason
Finna chop off they heads with the face in
Doing that shit motherf*cker you faking
Finna hit em' with the mac
Finna go ahead and duck it in the back
Put it in my backpack
Then I go ahead and do a f*cking lap with that slatt
Yeah I'm finna do a line with your bine'
Yeah imma finna do mine
Yeah I'm finna do my own time
If you niggas wanna talk about that grind, yeah
Hit em' with a nine
Two shots to his spine
One through his mind
Talking that shit you be dying

Talking that shit you be lying
Ready to start, I never finish
Before I was here I knew I was different
The cards have been dealt, the prophecy written
I said how I felt, but no one would listen
Kobe Bryant dead, that shit f*ck with my head
Jeffery Epstein was killed in his bed
Why can't the fed just take me instead?
Maybe they'll do the same thing to my friends
After sun sets I just see what I fear
The darkness and sky and salt in my tears
Why could I never relate to my peers
Why can't these people just feel what I feel
Dwelling on problems of my own creation
World spinning around me I'm not even faded
My life and your life I deny they related
Cuz' talking about feelings is so overrated

Drop a bar but I ain't talkin bout no xannies nigga I'm dropping the panties
Sniffing the sniffing the candy nigga go Randy
Nigga go Randy
Feels like nothings f*cking going right in my f*cking life
Yeah I might just end it right now
I engage with rage
Whipping the pot like a mage
I'm doing this shit
Yeah I'm going insane
But I still got the novocaine
Numbing the pain

40 bucks for a dick suck
Isn't that nuts
Never go into the alleys where you'll never find love
He had the best head of life in the back of a truck
Until the cops pulled up,
Shit outta luck
I guess it was a bust
Life is full of f*cking quarrels so I do what I want
Everyone is just a squirrel and they tryna bust a nut
Everyone is just a killer a they tryna get a cut
I am really just a Trilla so I do what I want

Drop a bar but I ain't talking bout no Xannies nigga I'm dropping the panties
You niggas is talking the shit but I go ahead
And I don't do the Plan B
Do the plan B
Going through the f*cking sand...
Ah f*ck!
I was about to say going through the cheeks like they Sandy!
Sandy cheeks...
Nigga go Randy
Talking that shit you be dying

You know, I don't like Obama
But I'm starting to

You alright?

I'm hurting...