Eight Thirty Lyrics

Woah (What's dark?)

Woah

They thought we were playing or something

I might pull up and start raiding the function

Smoking on gas, I get so fried, I don't know, who I am

I run up all my bands in a way you can't understand

I don't wanna dumb it down, I'll just thumb thru my paper now

I'm posted on the scene, ran it up without taking paper routes

I got brand new drip on me, wherever I be spacing out, I'm fading out

I don't think they got it, how I got it, how they claiming

While I'm posting up on the scene faded out

Got too much thrax, I don't think I can escape the loud

Everyone switch up, when they confronted, what were you saying now?

I'm pulling up on the scene, run it up on a day to day basis

While motherfuckers be scoping out on the scene

They just snaking out

I be so gone, it's eight thirty, I'mma roll something

Everywhere I go, I go stunting in my bag, don't touch it

Sometimes I'm smart, sometimes I'm acting the dumbest

I'm pulling up on the scene with the drugs in the bundles

I walk to the store for a bottle and then, I go walk home

Bro pulled up with so much white, it looked like Chalkzone

I ran it up as a dropout, act funny get blocked out

I look pissed when I walk down, I look pissed when I walk down

I look pissed when I walk, I look pissed when I walked down

That happen even when I'm not around

(Hold up) I just go work around it, I'm tryna make myself the proudest

I'm in competition with myself at all times

If they ask, I say that I'm okay, but I'm not fine

All these thoughts inside my head, what is the afterlife?

Most of the summer I posted up in half life

(Huh) I be tripping out, yeah, I can't act right

Every song I'm dumber than the last one, posted on the scene with bags up

Posted on the scene with

I think I just might blackout

I get too high and spend all my money, I ran it up off the bundles of onions

Motherfuckers always be loafing, I know they don't got nothing

Got too much thrax, I don't think I can escape the loud

Everyone switch up when they confronted, what were you saying now?

I'm pulling up on the scene, run it up on a day to day basis

while motherfuckers be scoping out on the scene

They just snaking out

I be so gone, it's eight thirty, I'mma roll something

Everywhere I go, I go stunting, in my bag, don't touch it

Sometimes I'm smart, sometimes I'm acting the dumbest

I'm pulling up on the scene with the drugs in the bundles

I walk to the store for a bottle and then, I go walk home

Bro pulled up with so much white, it looked like Chalkzone

I ran it up as a dropout, act funny get blocked out

I look pissed when I walk down, I look pissed when I walk down

I look pissed when I walk, I look pissed when I walked down

That happen even when I'm not around

(Hold up) I just go work around it, I'm tryna make myself the proudest

I'm in competition with myself at all times

I been faded all year, feeling possessed by the spirits

You know it's serious, I pull up feeling so fearless

Prove it, then seal it, but I'm too numb, I can't feel it

I like avoiding my feelings, I like avoiding my problems

Draw myself in some Prada, wasting money like I won the lotto

I might take a trip to Chicago, I might go hit a juug on the bar codes

I be tweaking out when I don't got no weed to roll, feel like I'm needing more

The person I am today not who I thought I would be before

I get pissed off with everyone, so I be ignoring

I get stuck inside my head, it feel annoying