Withdrawals - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Damn, Nvbeel)

[Verse 1]

Feel like I'm going through withdrawals

Every time I peak it's feeling like I'm falling

I put on some Ricky jeans and some Doc Martens

Finna go and hit the doc' and get a whole script

Like I need Jesus, I died and rose bitch

They all say I need flowers, fuck them roses

Oh, that's your ho? She touching toes, like how she posing

I put the dick in her, go fast and then slow motion

You tell anybody we fucked and then you're done

Live my lifestyle private, baby, don't ruin the fun

Like to geek up and start partying all night until the sun

Claim they put that shit on but that lil' outfit ain't nothing

Come for me, get spit on, promise you I'm not the one

I promise you I keep a gun

.762 bullets, they hotter than the sun

Sometimes I try, what get me through it is the money

I text you like, "Girl, why don't you get on that one-way?"

We kick shit like Jackie Chan, she like my feng shui

I just wanna fuck her, I don't really wanna go on no lunch date

We get high then get the munchies, you know what she ate

[Chorus]

I appreciate it

Nah, really, I appreciate it

Playing with my feelings was anticipated

Cut 'em off like I abbreviate

How he feel?

They wanna' know how he feels

I'm just high off cheap thrills

And expensive thrills

[Verse 2]

I'm so fried, I turn my phone off

I don't wanna talk, I just want sit here and zone out

The more the world get colder, I get hotter with these songs

Sometimes I feel like it's too much, I just wanna be alone now

I don't know what's going on in the world, I'm in my bubble

Everybody got problems but some turned into struggle

I just wanna fuck you, no, I don't wanna' cuddle

I just be so deep inside my thoughts thinking 'bout this trauma

Say bae, hey bae not for the drama

They hate, 'cause I'm blowing up like Osama

Been a decade niggas still being vaginas

I ain't going, on my mama