[Chorus]
Still sick, still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, twelve grams in a zip
Us, we don't mix
Triple six for my wrist
Blood on my lips
[Verse]
I can't stand, I'ma sit
I was broke, now I'm fixed
Black skies ever since
I hope I won't be missed
From the rain to the snow, going in
I am sick, I'm not sane
I don't know what I think
I can't see anything
Call my friends, give me wings
SG, Drain Gang who I'm with (SG, Drain Gang who I'm with)
Don't get lost in this shit (Don't get lost)
I don't want to be sick
[Chorus]
Still sick, still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, twelve grams in a zip
Us, we don't mix
Triple six for my wrist
Blood on my lips
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
Still sick, still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, still sick
Still sick, twelve grams in a zip
Us, we don't mix
Triple six for my wrist
Blood on my lips
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