Haven't Changed

insomijack on the track make my money pushin packs do this shit for free and still slide my flow too clean aint promting shit because i dont be spittin for appluase speak my mind to keep me sane and let my thoughts out of my brain with my clique we speedin on seventy got 3 blunts that aroma so heavenly kept on sippin hennesey chasin it with my herbal tea vission blurry can barley see tokin on this russian cream cuz what the fuck you mean of course my cup aint clean and yes im off a bean still got ash marks on my jeans seein death all in my dreams why you think i love to sleep keep on speedin whip all black keep my knife so i dont lack now i started so i aint stoppin keep supreme alive by over coppin rarley catch my face in a photo moving too fast never in slo mo been 3 days since i damn slept big b got some tabs i accept trippin now wish this was reality if it stayed might save a fatality gun to my head became normality back to bed sleep for 2 hours drenched in sweat find my 2 downers never had a heart i just got confused nothing love leaves you except all bruised drink smoking pill misuse shattered mirrors black cats stalkin and guess what bitch im steady rockin through the pain cuz we all got shit i just admit it better through my rhymes so then i can ajust the mic back to darkness back to faded back to money back to basics