Rehab Youngs Teflon

[Verse 1]
Tryna smoke a zoot but my head hurts
Ain't tryna see the road, only my bed works
I'm from a quiet place where the feds lurk
I'm in a funky house, check the legwork
Ain't switched on my phone in like three days
And I don't even know where the charger is
My mind's split like three ways
They say I'm talented but I need marketing
All my friends fell off or they forgot about me
Looking out the window, was fucking cloudy
I've gotta go shop for some Rizla
These online trolls think they know a lot about me
I swear they ain't got no answers for my questions
I say I'm tired but it's sounding like depression
But I'll be back soon cause I ain't learned my lesson
Ain't talking bout it, I record it in these sessions

[Hook]
Nights alone, you ain't seen that
There's probably more love where the fiends at
Things could be worse but it's been bad
But I ain't tryna go back to rehab
Nights alone, you ain't seen that
There's probably more love where the fiends at
Things could be worse but it's been bad
But I don't wanna go back to rehab