​reloading redosing

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ego mackey - Rap

​reloading redosing

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Reloaded, I'm redosing, Ego, baby, I'm always pouring potent So sick got 500 diagnosis, need to numb it all, heart slowing No, I can't ever love, my heart's frozen, I can't leave it all broken Just get higher and numb emotions, just rewire the mind's coding Nothing is certain, can't ask for perfect Sometimes I just feel so worthless, sometimes it's all just hurting Tryna find a way, a purpose, before I fall off the surface And getting high is all that's working, demonic form I can't be turning If I gotta, fuck it, I'm still serving, all my haters nerds, prolly still virgin Life hurts, that's why I'm off like 20 percs Dont fuck with Ego, he cursеd, I used to sleep with the dirt Nodding off on evеry single verse, look like I'm on dope at the concert Enjoy life, can't let it get worse, I made like 20k just off my shirts No lie and I still can't die, even off of all these pills and pints I'm fine Popping pills, bitch, I ain't snorting lines, Jones Soda, fuck around and pour a five (Really, really don't know how I'm still alive) Reloaded, I'm redosing, Ego, baby, I'm always pouring potent So sick got 500 diagnosis, need to numb it all, heart slowing No, I can't ever love, my heart's frozen, I can't leave it all broken Just get higher and numb emotions, just rewire the mind's coding Another crib I trapped out got evicted, nothing left now except my addictions In the hotel suite on 6 prescriptions, made a lot of poor decisions Ain't goin back on the streets, fuck my critics, can't die, can't be another statistic So sick, shout out my physicians, shout out the real heads for listening She say she wanna taste my curse, baby girl, you never wanna feel this hurt She wanted percs, now I'm in her purse, wasn't anything worth stealing, I'm the worst Ah, fuck, I made like 20k just off my shirts, and these Dior, no, they ain't no fucking converse Dreamside 2099, too late for converts, we done all the dirt, shush, shush, don't get hurt

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  • ego mackey