It's getting late, I'm bout to miss my show,
Where the fuck did you go,
On this day that I'm leaving you, and I told you so,
So she grabs my face, looks in my eyes,
Asks me if I got high last night, but I didn't,
I was smoking on weed, she was talking about the other kind,
Something knocks at the door, and I leave forever,
She wanna lay with me, Trying stay with me,
I'm dying now, I'm dying now
My hands shaking a lot,
I've been smoking a lot,
And I ain't been making a lot,
My hands shaking a lot,
I've been smoking a lot,
And I ain't been making a lot
Xanax bars ain't making it stop,
Xanax bars ain't making it stop
And I know I'm gonna leave someday, but it ain't today,
You see me I'm kind of off, a little slurred when I talk,
And them people in the street they be starring when I walk,
Go ahead Mr.Business man you can't dress like me,
Yeah
If I let a bitch breathe, She'll get ahead of me,
Find another mutha fucka, That she think way better than me,
Let's hope you're better than me, Cuz im gone for good,
I'm a see about a view things, Ricky misunderstood,
I'm dying now, I'm dying now
My hands shaking a lot,
I've been smoking a lot,
And I ain't been making a lot,
My hands shaking a lot,
I've been smoking a lot,
And I ain't been making a lot,
Xanax bars ain't making it stop,
Xanax bars ain't making it stop,
Xanax bars ain't making it stop,
Xanax bars ain't making it stop.