Drugs Got Me Spiritual Lyrics - Singles - Domo Genesis

Fucking drugs got me 

Fucking drugs got me 

Now I'm in my living room 

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Why the good will struggle, tryna' see a bigger picture 

Painting scriptures bout the trials of a young street nigga 

Mad weed and liquor got me whilin' 

Any day could hold my final hour 

So I appreciate my mama smilin' 

She tried to tell me no weapons against me prosper? 

I've been sinning so much that praying to god is feeling awkward 

These bright lights I see how they turn niggas to monsters 

I'm just running through my field of dreams like Kevin Costner 

Church, but don't find me in attendance 

Cause I feel if niggas is pretending they're not in his image 

Don't judge me, a little testy, and the line is thinning 

So much trouble with my mind, spark a line and get me twisted 

Can you dig it? I'm insane nigga, never find the same nigga 

Dancing in the rain high off pain killers 

And he depressed sitting next to the smith and wes 

And in case I feel like questioning 

Is there really a heaven? I'm gone 

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So nigga ask when they look at you 

They see more than your physical 

I think these drugs got me spiritual 

These fucking drugs got me spiritual 

Still young and dumb going numb in my living room 

Fucking drugs got me 

Fuckin' drugs got me spiritual 

When they look at you 

Still young and dumb going numb in my motha' fucking living room 

My eyes lower than my bucket breh 

Tryna' avoid my future turning grim while whilin' in this world of sin 

Doing 90 switchin' lanes on the van wyck 

Without a care exhaling of the last hit 

They wanna' know how from living right? 

Read between the lines open your eyes and see the world through my eyes 

Weed by the zip extending my high 

Mix the hoes and ice with balcony view to keep my mind tight 

Back in the day they tried to play me like a sega 

Now all these bitches throwing roses at me like I'm vega 

Shit, I guess I came up from cheifin' on the dutch 

And making Cali runs just to spend funds like I'm major 

Motorola pagers on hipster neighborhood gangsters 

Had me dreaming at an early age to get this paper 

Now we collecting pay cuts 

Living out in London next stop is Italy the rest is iceberg history 

My Niggas rough ride till' you high 

Rough ride until you die 

(Repeats until beat slows down and fades out)