Oxygen - Gracy Hopkins

I need drugs, oxy

Counting, more oxy-gen

I need drugs, I need drugs

Baby, baby

Baby, what’s your motivation?

You’re older than a nigga, you’ll be acting up a teen

Shit, I’ve been trying all my life just to keep you clean

But here we are, in the middle of the night, no watcher, we still make a scene

I would rather have you all sleepy

Cause you had a long day not because you are trippin' off a drug

What is it now?

It is money or my love?

Or my passion?

Or your anger?

Or your trust?

You’s an addict, you addicted to life

And I just wish I was more like you

Cook that dope, cook that dope

Make me dream, sell me hope

Get me out, make me go

And I just wish I was-

No!

Cook that dope, make me high

Cook that dope, cook that dope, yeah

Wake me up and, make me dream, sell me hope

Get me started, if I stop, just tell me *gunshot*

Like a bullet in the back of my head, this life ate me (Oxy)

And the guy before you you’re seeing, that shit ain’t me (Oxy)

I need-

Story #1: The guy took his own life