text: Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
  Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
  I been fucked up for the last two days straight
  I been fucked up for the last two days, dog
  And I cant walk
  Got me off of my shit man
  I cant lie, dog, Im so fried, dog
  Im so high, dog, this is my life
  One night Ima get it done
  Cant stop til I see the sun
  One bite, hit the drugs
  Cant die, Im too young
  I feel just like Jimi back at Woodstock
  What did you just give me in this Ziploc?
  Blurred lines, blurred lines, I just fucked for the third time
  Purple rain, purple rain fell in my cup, slurred rhymes
  Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
  Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
  I been fucked up for the last two days straight
  I been fucked up for the last two days, dog
  And I cant walk, and I cant walk
  I cant walk, and I cant walk
  I cant walk
  Let me tell you a little somethin bout me
  Ima finish what you getting started
  So dont be fighting at my fucking party
  Cause Ima fuck you up
  Bitch thought of my crew, though
  Dont blow my crew, though
  Make room for the crew, though
  I got girls in the front, huh
  2 grams in the blunt, huh
  Rolling up that funk, huh
  I feel just like Ozzy back in 8-5
  My girls just want sloppy ice cream paint jobs
  I served it up, I served it up
  Its the young gunner, you heard of us
  I just got in three fights
  So I aint slept for three nights
  Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
  Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades
  I been fucked up for the last two days straight
  I been fucked up for the last two days, dog
  And I cant walk, and I cant walk
  I cant walk, and I cant walk
  I cant walk