Dis Substance TERROR REID

[Intro]
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What it do
Uh, ay

[Verse 1]
I been gone off alcohol can't get to the bottom of this jug
I hit my plug “come n get me out this hole I dug”
Hangs up, I shrug
Seem like nobody got the time for me
No time for REID, swallow up my platinum pride and bleed
Memorizing lines to leave the house, can't get out da couch
Addys out the pouch actin like they help an ounce
I'm chasing, I'm racing, won't make it, I'm faded
I face it, forsaken, can't take it no mo'
I check the top dro, that’s where the powder go
Hit up my old hoe, but I burned dat bridge long time ago
Know I'm the shit, but right now I ain't shit
So I sniff 'n' hit the studio but I can't writе shit
Where the fuck I'm supposеd to look?
Ain' know how much I took
No answers in these books
Livin' da life of a cold crook
That’s wat I get right? Isn't that wat u said?
Back to the loop, my own demise
Livin' in my head