Okay, last time, this is drugs
This is your brain on drugs
As I proceed to speak a mile a minute
I'm going faster, yeah, I'm in it to win it
My head and heart are gonna fucking blow
Another one and pace this entire place
My losing streak is the only thing
That's more sore than my face
Yeah, let me tell you everything
Yeah, speak to me about anything
My day, my week, my month, my year, my life
I just wanna know anything about you
My day, my week, my month, my year, my life
Blast off, blast off, I can't feel anything
Blast off, I feel like a God
Blast off, I feel like a God
Blast off [Incomprehensible]
Blast off, blast off, blast off
Oh yeah, fuck
Yeah, you know I'm the million dollar man
Face first in a cocaine avalanche
The room feels like it's ninety five degrees
It's what keeps us coming
I'm burning up from my head to my feet
It's what keeps us coming
It's not about the glamor, it's about the rush
It's about the rush
I sober up at the end of the night
With a twenty bag of kush
And you know I'm the million dollar man
Face first in a cocaine avalanche
So the moral of my story today
Don't get caught up in shit if you can't hang
And just remember that these ain't your friends
And you'll forget them if this night ever ends
As I proceed to speak a mile a minute
I'm going faster, yeah, I'm in it to win it
And just remember that these ain't your friends
And you'll forget them if this night ever ends
Will this night ever end?
Will this night ever end?
Will this night ever end?
Any question?
Writer(s): Bill Graffeo, Casey Carrano, Jesse Ciappa, Ricardo Ostolaza, Tyler Guida, Joey Simpson, Kevin Graffeo
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