Real sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Who the f*ck is that? (Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
(DrellOnTheTrack)

[Verse]
High, I can't come down from this
I can't move, I'm paralyzed and sh*t
I got demons in my closet, yeah
I got mo' problems than money and sh*t, yeah
I can't move my face, I'm too high
Yeah, sometimes I look at the walls and I just cry
I can't ask the Lord why
He can't give me nothin' I can't have, though
Dig in my heart, I would've shoveled
It's so much sh*t on my mind, I damn near lost hope
These n*ggas playin' with my bread, they go get smoke
That's why I walk around with my head high, high

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, take off like a rocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got that .30 in my pocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, n*gga tweakin', I'ma pop him
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, n*gga tweakin', I'ma pop him, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, take off like a rocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got that .30 in my pocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, n*gga tweakin', I'ma pop him
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, n*gga tweakin', I'ma pop him, yeah
[Outro]
Mm, yeah, ha
Mm, yeah, ha, ha
Mm, yeah, ha, ha
Mm, yeah, ha, ha
Mm, yeah, ha
Mm, yeah, ha, ha