[Hook: Manic TL]

Woh

Thats the type of life i'd kill for

Shorty just the type that got me crushin' up the pills for her

Faded off the liquor while she rollin up the bills though

I can't tell if she feels me or just thinks i'll save a mil for her

Woh

Thats the type of life i'd kill for

Shorty just the type that got me crushin' up the pills for her

Faded off the liquor while she rollin up the bills though

I can't tell if she feels me or just thinks i'll save a mil for her

Woh

[Verse I: Manic TL]

Fuck the nation i'm on vacation inside of my mind

My brains fried

Me and shorty we be off in the sky

We livin' right

And we never comin' down

We're bound to wild out

I can’t even see the ground

Lungs foul

Brain rotten

From smokin' and oxycontin

We broke but theres always at least a bill to roll in the wallet

She always got it breakin' down and poppin' that bottle

Until we wired

We stop drop E and we roll, we’re on fire

Higher and higher till I expire

I’m livin' in a delirium i'm clearly numb and fine with the feelin'

Can’t even see

But i think this bitch my reason to be

But thats the drugs talkin' i’m takin' RCs while I speed

I feel like Trippy Steve wildin' with a sleeve in my jeans

Roll with team of my fiends

Always eagarly skiied

I need ya to breath

Ya’ll don't want no beef with my Gs

I’ll put a piece to your teeth over a 'teenth of a key

Please leave

[Hook: Manic TL]

Woh

Thats the type of life i'd kill for

Shorty just the type that got me crushin' up the pills for her

Faded off the liquor while she rollin up the bills though

I can't tell if she feels me or just thinks i'll save a mil for her

Woh

Thats the type of life i'd kill for

Shorty just the type that got me crushin' up the pills for her

Faded off the liquor while she rollin up the bills though

I can't tell if she feels me or just thinks i'll save a mil for her

Woh

[Verse II: Joey Flats]

We wild out 'soon as we step in the function

My mind drowns down in the sound of percussions, yeah

I'm high now floatin' through the clouds of the substance

Im'a watch a couple double Gs dissolve in a sunkisk

Woh

My minds gone, homie, I move like a zombie

Im'a pull up to the party with a bottle of oxys

Im'a prolly gonna need an EMT to come shock me

I be pill poppin' ain't nobody can stop me

Now i'm rockin' i'm noddin' off

Double cup of the sauce

See me leanin' at the source

Prolly look like i'm lost

Damn, I be inside of a wonderland

Im 'bout to chew up a hundred tabs

I want my money in rubber bands

Im tryin' to fuck up a hundred grand

Hittin' a lick and i'm doin' the runnin' man

Fuck it i'm sick like i'm really the Son of Sam

I'll take your sis' and your bitch with the otherhand

I brought me some powder to sniff, need another gram

I'm at the top of my game

All of these players the same

Stay in your place little bitch know your lane

Every time that I step on the stage they be screamin' my name

Notice i'm flowin' like Joey insane

I just be sick in the brain off a stick and a 50 of cane

Yeah, my mind deranged

I just be guzzlin' the bottle tryna' shake the cage

Yup, yup, yup, i'm a sick pup

Finna hit her whole clique when the bitch done

And put a clip in your gut if you're gonna play with my bucks

And then it's back to the basement i'm facin' a blunt

[Bridge: Manic TL]

Ain't nobody here they know that I would tell em to bounce

Just me and shorty in the box we never airin' it out

Dizzy off on ounce, she done pulled a bag from her blouse

And then put a a pill in my mouth, i’m Dr house on the couch

(Like)

[Hook: Manic TL]

Woh

Thats the type of life i'd kill for

Shorty just the type that got me crushin' up the pills for her

Faded off the liquor while she rollin up the bills though

I can't tell if she feels me or just thinks i'll save a mil for her

Woh

Thats the type of life i'd kill for

Shorty just the type that got me crushin' up the pills for her

Faded off the liquor while she rollin up the bills though

I can't tell if she feels me or just thinks i'll save a mil for her

Woh