Me and my friends we can call your friends

And swim over to the deep deep end

Of a pool full of liquor

You know what it is my nicca

Dragging on a blunt or a cigar

Me and my friends we can call your friends

And swim over to the deep deep end

Of a pool full of liquor

You know what it is my nicca

Dragging on a blunt or cigar

Say we

Fiend living

We fiend living

We fiend living

We fiend living

Me and my friends

Say we fiend living

We fiend living

We fiend living

Me and my friends

I hear the voices talking in my soul

It makes me scared that you don't hear them too

Yh it was never in our plans

Sipping medication,smoking loud in a Benz

But we here now and things change

I’ve got friends that's free slaves

They chained to nicotine

Sipping on novalin

Why you do it

If it turn your life span to a bike

From a limousine

Getting cut short

While I’m on the issue

Watch me take one more shot

For the pain

I know it’s gon linger

And come right back again

But by then I’ll be ready with another shot

To kill myself a bit more again

Do it for the pain?

I think not that’s a lie

Between me and you

You just do it for the high

The feeling is Gold

The feeling is slow

The feeling reveals

A side of you that you would never show

It’s healing your soul

And do damage to d body

It’s the fact that you know

That leaves me in suspense while I’m wondering

Why my niggas get high

Say why my niggas won die

But before then but before then

Make you give me one more tie

I done seen my nicca have a seizure

When I see the pills I still reminisce the picture

From 100 milligrams he still adding up the figures

Not even d past can make him realize d future

Mehn It’s sad nicca