D. Saint & Lil Cool - Highly Medicated

Yeah
Need some weed that's better tasting
No more hesitation, no patience, just heavy dedication
While they stare I'm elevating, need some weed that's better tasting
Mama say I better make it, told my bitch she better take it
Just been fantasizing lately, I can't wait to get her naked
Drive the boat I hope she wreck it
I'm thankful for these blessings and the lessons and the stressing
But I hate it when she come at me with questions every second
Love deadly and it scares me, I don't know if I'll be ready
I'm too hurt I need a medic
And I mean it if I said it
If you text it then I read it
And it ended cause you let it
Why you using that as leverage
Ain't no tellin' where we headed
And this drive is getting scary
And you bet not hit my celly
If it's mess you bet not tell me
Only gas you better sell me
I'm a package you can mail me
Hold my weight no need to scale me
Locked down need to bail me out
Cause I hate it here, so tired of dropping tears
So come and take the wheel, ain't no need to take a pill
Unless you wanna feel, but I just wanna chill
Baby can we vibe a lil, I know what kind she is
And she got that vibe for real, Think it's a sign for real
A different kind for real
I had to transform yeah I'm in my prime for real
Swear this my time for real
Just had to climb a lil
Just had to climb a lil
Just standing on a bank feel like I'm standing on a peer
Could make you disappear if you cause a problem here
I ain't smiled in a while, no I ain't seen my son in a week
I'm dealing with personal issues, but I never ask for a tissue
You ain't gotta feel my pain, no you ain't gotta give me shit
You ain't gotta understand, I deal with this shit like a man
Accepting collect calls, get many that come from the can
Play and we waving arms, look like I'm conducting a band
Make music as quick as I can, cause my shit in high demand
Make music as quick as I can, cause my shit in high demand
And I just be doing the mixing, told bro I'm done with rap
Said we gone put you on and I don't want nothing back
Seen too much shit, felt too much pain so I don't speak nothing but facts
Gotta take everything with a grain cause these days most niggas be cap
Unh, graduated from the trap
A plus with the Math
Still fucked up some racks
Still trying to shake back
Still rolling up thrax
Trying to increase the bag and make these niggas big mad
Make a bitch splish-splash, but I ain't with the chit chat
Quick to tell her get back
I can't get too attached
I can't get too attached unless she super-duper bad
Unless I'm... seeing something in her I lack
Plus the pussy cooked crack
I was trying to abstain, but damn she got me coming back
Damn she got me coming back

Written by:
Darrick Burel, DeMarcus St. Amant

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