Introverted lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Sit up in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
Staring at the TV, covered up the window with like three sheets
n*gga, no sunlight
Hella faded and sedated n*gga wait a minute
I can't even say the sh*t, I'm tongue tied
Maybe I should go and get the razor but can't figure out which way to slit so cut twice
See now I'm on some stupid sh*t
I took these meds, went to the living room to sit
Got dry mouth, all I had was a brew to sip
Flipped on the news, then I started drooling spit
I'm 'noid and I'm hearing sounds like, "Who is it?"
I'm super sick of dealing with the foolishness
I forgot I had this muh'f*cking doobie lit
And I just bruised my wrist by cutting a crucifix
I'm high, I'm hoping I land on Jesus
'Cause if I plan to get better, your man's gon' need it
Need to feed myself but damn, no eating
Fridge is empty and I don't plan on leaving
Even treatment please but fam must feed 'em
Chill on ammo squeezin' and most sleeping
Leave the beef behind, I can't go vegan
Need some peace of mind, well man go eat one
With those sane folks you won't see ISO
Got big problems, they go fee-fi-fo
Can't be fixed if I quote the bible
Toward my head I will point the rifle
Gotta be insane like A-E-I-O
You don't get it, do you? I told these white folks
And they loving the dough, they don't be right bro
Flow so dark but it's so delightful
[Hook]
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
(I just wanna drink all day and get high, get high, yeah)
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
(The anxiety makes it hard to get by, get by)
I'm really introverted

[Verse 2]
Sit up in a house all day with a model and a sl*t like f*ck wives
Never be committed to these hoes, I be diggin' in them though
Each one, I'ma f*ck twice
I gotta hate death n*gga, no love life
Little n*gga heart turned cold, yep crushed ice
Killa finna spark, come close like a bug light
Sitting on the couch with a shotty and a Bud Light
I been perverted, introverted
f*ck a nervous system, my system's nervous
With a pistol, paint brush, I'm picture perfect
I'm at war with this prime sh*t, Winston Churchill
I get more sick when I spit these verses
Not a single prayer can lift these curses
License to kill like I'm whipping hearses
'Cause ninety percent of what y'all spit is worthless
I hope you get into an accident on purpose
Doing a buck fifty, and flip reverse it
Eject from the windshield and hit the surface
Engulfed by flames like a missing person
I spit that venom like a freaking serpent
The main reason that yo chick is slurping
Hard off the top like a b*tch that's shirtless
And this gon' be that sh*t they purchase
They don't really want it with the ISO-velli
I bet you b*tches want a kid inside yo belly
Wolfing with a kid and never find y'all rellies
If I'm off like the work up inside those tellies
Who wanna go to war, n*gga I'm so ready
To trigger, to get it fingered, n*gga I'm no Freddy
Be dumpin' out of the window of my old Chevy
Machete ready to turn 'em into my spaghetti
(Just a second)
[Hook]
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
(I just wanna drink all day and get high, get high, yeah)
Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like f*ck life
(The anxiety makes it hard to get by, get by)
I'm really introverted