Fact & Fiction lyrics

(Tag: *Coming from the NextLane*)

(Chorus)
I’ve been off the Percocets, all on the counter, I ain't think it could get worse than death
I ain't never thought a feeling could be worse than death, I purchase it
I pray i never burn in hell
Burn in hell
I been off the Percocets all on the counter I ain't think it could get worse than death
I ain't never thought a feeling could be worse than death, I purchase it
I pray i never burn in hell
I pray this time I make it to the gates

(Verse 1)
Its a percocet a day until my n*gga out the cage
Can't get out the fire like I'm running through a maze
Put a 4 up in a Solo once a day to slow the pace
I've been running in my dreams cause I can't stand when I'm awake
They thought I was insane for all the perkys i pop
I can't see you through the shades, vision blurry I drop
To the floor, if I'm blacking out again then I stop
But for now the white cap still got me numb
We've been going at a breakneck speed
I can't help but pop these beans
She done told me I can't breathe
Not until I right this dream

(Chorus)
I been off the Percocets all on the counter I ain't think it could get worse than death
I ain't never thought a feeling could be worse than death, I purchase it
I pray i never burn in hell
I burn in hell
I been off the Percocets all on the counter I ain't think it could get worse than death
I ain't never thought a feeling could be worse than death, I purchase it
I pray i never burn in hell
I pray this time I make it to the gates

(Verse 2)
Too f*cked up, fill the cup to the ceiling
WRLD on drugs, pour the Juice to the limit
Pop the percs till you feel it
On some Peep sh*t
n*ggas put a brick into a brick up on the burner, no skillet
Rest in peace b*tch
I don't wanna die today
Running from the pain I need a hideaway
Stitch it up, you could see a n*gga fly away
Up out the trenches I ain't even have a 5 to break
On god
I don't really write this way
But they told me light this way
By then end I might just say
I don't think you're good for me
(Chorus)
I been off the Percocets, all on the counter, I ain't think it could get worse than death
I ain't never thought a feeling could be worse than death, I purchase it
I pray i never burn in hell
Burn in hell
I been off the Percocets all on the counter I ain't think it could get worse than death
I ain't never thought a feeling could be worse than death, I purchase it
I pray i never burn in hell
I pray this time I make it to the gates