Sickness - iann dior

I can never get a break from it, no, woah

Now everyone’s the same, like a sickness to my brain

I won’t let 'em get me, I won’t sell my soul

I’ma let 'em hear my pain, sell it for a Patek wrist

Bitch, I’m rich, yeah

I can never get a break from it, no, woah

Now everyone’s the same, like a sickness to my brain

I won’t let 'em get me, I won’t sell my soul

I’ma let 'em hear my pain, sell it for a Patek wrist

Bitch, I’m rich, yeah

Search for my heart, you can’t find it

I feel alone in the room

I’m feelin' overconsumed

So I’ma take more of the shrooms

'Cause that bitch gon' bring me my doom (Yeah-yeah, yeah)

Pourin' up (Yeah-yeah, woah), rollin' up, yeah (Yeah)

Pourin' up (Yeah-yeah, woah), rollin' up, yeah (Yeah)

I hit the dash, vroom

V12, I’m swervin' the coupe, uh

And then she hittin' the roof (Roof)

Nigga, I came out the blue (Yeah)

So I be covered in blue faces (Woo)

Bitches gon' pick and they choose (Yeah, yeah)

Money on me, change the mood crazy (Woo)

I do not know how to lose (Yeah)

Tryna get, get back

Baby, don’t try that

All you lil' niggas tryna ride wave

I can never let that happen, so I’m comin' on, ooh, I’ma switch plays

I was on the setback, tryna get my nut off, now that I got that,

I’ma switch lanes

You can never get that, dummy lil' bitch

Leave her on seen (She been hittin' me for days)

I can never get a break from it, no, woah

Now everyone’s the same, like a sickness to my brain

I won’t let 'em get me, I won’t sell my soul

I’ma let 'em hear my pain, sell it for a Patek wrist

Bitch, I’m rich, yeah

I can never get a break from it, no, woah

Now everyone’s the same, like a sickness to my brain

I won’t let 'em get me, I won’t sell my soul

I’ma let 'em hear my pain, sell it for a Patek wrist

Bitch, I’m rich, yeah