Reggie Sinatra - LOSER

Messy without my meds
Taking to the head
Dropping shrooms I wish I was dead
Want no nigga up in my head like
What you think I've been saying
I've been humble, I've been so patient
I've been waiting weeks for a payment
I've been praying, just hearing no statement
It's the kemosabe, booling in the party
Messy without my meds
Taking to the head
Dropping shrooms I wish I was dead
Want no nigga up in my head like
What you think I've been saying
I've been humble, I've been so patient
I've been waiting weeks for a payment
I've been praying, just hearing no statement
My niggas and I came back with the brew
Swimming pool liquor to even the mood
Back at the morning
Your heart is just torn in
While others be scorning, but tell me what's new
Say what up to mention
Other depression
Cause they be thinking you messing
Let's hold for a session
Or just a lesson
Let a blunt loosen the tension
High
All of the time
Room be the only place safe for my mind
Get by
Expanding my mind
Misses and riches, I'm destined to find
In mind, but feeling so low
They say that pain is just given to grow
Chainswang, lily not gold
All of my niggas don't live what I know
Messy without my meds
Taking to the head
Dropping shrooms I wish I was dead
Want no nigga up in my head like
What you think I've been saying
I've been humble, I've been so patient
I've been waiting weeks for a payment
I've been praying, just hearing no statement
Counting to all of my bitches
To all of my riches
And all of my wishes
It's down to my lists
And time I'm investing
It's all that question
I'm pouring in sentence, but no one be checking
I Snap at a second
Just give me a second
I'm passing the spliff while I'm texting a message
I'll get to my sentence
This PTSD is staying with me, it's bringing some lessons
Why they be calling my phone
Tryna get me outta my zone
I be literally falling alone
Doses hitting me straight to my dome
Sick of these niggas
I pity these niggas
While killing these niggas
You feeling me nigga
The Nose rinse, I'm litt with the coke
These rappers be rich, they living, but broke
All of my living been distant when spoke
Live in the haze, I fill in the smoke
Messy without my meds
It's one to the head
Then I just trip when I go

Written by:
Dennis Ballew

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