I Can't Eat

I been up lately, I don't really sleep
 Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed
 So I pop Percs, too many, can't eat
 If you need work, you can join the team
 I got a bad bitch rolling through the hood with me
 And B got 30 in the magazine
 Said, I ain't tryna talk so why you talking to me?
 Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean
 I'm rollin', I'm poppin Xannies, like they some candy
 I cannot love no thotties, ho understand me
 I'm zooted, I'm fucking snoozin', lean got me sleepy
 High as fuck, I'm off the molly, I'm sipping Fiji
 I can't fuck with no fake shit, love me or leave me
 Do shit, I really move shit, they cannot see me
 Or stop me, don't gotta prove shit, don't do no talking
 Off it, she said I'm awful, I know I'm awful
 Don't love me, don't gotta like me, just give me top now
 No I do not wanna hear you talk, and you can stop now
 Ho, you got me fucked up if you think I give a fuck now
 Juice, jugs, and fucking money, all I give a fuck 'bout
 I been up lately, I don't really sleep
 Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed
 So I pop Percs, too many, can't eat
 If you need work, you can join the team
 I got a bad bitch rolling through the hood with me
 And B got 30 in the magazine
 Said, I ain't tryna talk so why you talking to me?
 Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean
 This pretty hate machine, she wit' me, yeah she love my gear
 She only want me 'cause of my gear, but I don't really care
 This pack as loud as Papa Roach, I blow it everywhere
 I smoke 'til I condone, I gotta get there
 All this Codeine moved my bones, now I'm outchea
 All we do is sin here, it ain't sincere
 This loud wolf stay wit' the pack, yeah
 It's still so hard to relax though
 I pop maj just to get up off my ass
 Yeah, I make the block look like Candyland
 I don't want this shit to end
 No, I don't want this shit to end here
 I been up lately, I don't really sleep
 Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed
 So I pop Percs, too many, can't eat
 If you need work, you can join the team
 I got a bad bitch rolling through the hood with me
 And B got 30 in the magazine
 Said, I ain't tryna talk so why you talking to me?
 Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean