Oh girl, this boat is sinking, There's no sea left for me, And how the sky gets heavy when you are underneath it Oh I want to sail away from here And God He came down down down down down down down down And sailed Nothing
He rolled up asked him what he was sippin' on Said lean, you wanna hit it dawg? That's the same stuff Weezy sippin' huh? And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard Yep yep he had 5 up on when he passed him that styrofoam The easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before finally got to see what all the hype was on And then he took a sip sittin' in the Lincoln thinking he was pimpin' as he listened to the system Little did he know that it was just as addictive as base not the kind of hit from the kick drum Hot box let the base bump Take it to face, gulp Months later the use went up and every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff But Goddamn he loved that feeling Purple rain coated in the throat Just so healin' Medicine alleviate the sickness liquid to fix and it comes with a cost Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin' Trying to escape the skin that barley fit him Gone, get another bottle just get a couple swallows headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it Didn't even think he had a problem Though he couldn't sleep without getting nauseous Room spinnin' Thinking he might of sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup His eyelids closed shut Sat back in the chair clutching that cup Girlfriend came and a couple of hours later said his name shook him, but he never got up
Never got up, never got up We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us Nah, it won't be us
Oh girl this boat is sinking, There's no sea left for me, And how the sky gets heavy when you are underneath it Oh I want to sail away from here And God came down down down down down down down down And sailed Nothing
And he just wanted to act like them He just wanted to rap like him Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects we have on these kids Blunt passed ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived Surprise, you know the drill Trapped in a box to climb record sales Follow the formula violence, drugs and sex sells So we try to sound like someone else This is not Californication There's no way to glorify this pavement Syrup, percocet, and an eighth day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant
Despite how Lil Wayne lives It's not conducive to be creative And I know cause he's my favorite And I know cause I was off that same mix Rationalize the shit that I try after I listen to dedication But he's an alien I sip that shit pass out or play playstation Months later I'm in the same place No music made, feeling like a failure And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents basement I've seen my peoples dreams die I see what they can be denied And \"weeds not a drug\" that's denial Groundhog day life repeat each time I've seen oxycontin take 3 lives I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside Cheatin' and lyin' Friendship cease, no peace in the mind Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside Broken, hopeless, headed no where only motivation for what the dealer's supplyin' That rush, that drug, that dope Those pills, that crumb, that roach Thinkin' I would never do that Not that drug Growin' up nobody ever does Until your stuck lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become Swore I was gonna be someone And growin' up everyone always does We sell our dreams and our potential to escape through that buzz Just keep me up, keep me up Hollywood here we come
Oh girl this boat is sinking, There's no sea left for me, And how the sky gets heavy when you are underneath it Oh I want to sail away from here And God He came down down down down down down down down And sailed Nothing