Either on or off the drugs Lyrics – JPEGMAFIA

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[Intro]
I’ve named this one JPEG
There-there-there-there—
Anytime you need her, she come through
Turn on the lights, I’m looking for her
I’m looking for her, I’m looking for her

[Verse 1]
Look, I ain’t really in the flashing I feel like an accident, I’m never chose
Baby talking, voice of passion, I feel like it’s corny if you ain’t a code
N!ggas be on my d!ck for nothing, I be like, “What happened to these n!ggas, bro?”
Like n!ggas be really going through it, but there’s a better way to let the people know
People say I’m never present, I ain’t messy, I’m just focused on my goals
‘Cause either on or off the drügs, my energy is Tony powdering his nose
And either on or off the drügs, my energy is on, magic with the hoes
‘Cause I been boxing with the drügs, I got a good chin like James Toney
N!ggas be putting ya boy in a box, they be acting like cops
I can never be phony
She be acting like a thot, I hope it’s all a act, ’cause she deserves a Tony
I’m either on or off the drügs, K hole or buzz? I cannot atone
‘Cause either on or off the drügs, her voice plays in my ear like I’m a who-
The first one was good with the beats
The second one put me up in the deep
The third one was sick, no disease
The fourth, I had to rush it to complete it
I don’t have no base, it’s not a secret
Ain’t no happy house, we taking beatings
The streets in my mind is filled with demons
That’s why I be eating these b!tches like Sara and Tegan
‘Cause distractions hitting every season
These n!ggas just rhyme, no reason
It’s not just a facade that I can see
Or standing up for guys that don’t believe
I’m Michael Jackson, I’m dancing in the mirror
The only one who can see me is me
The only one who can believe is me
Warriors, I’m CP3, when I see you, it’s T-T-T

Fu*k em’, we don’t take EBT
No C notes, hunnid K Tweets
Gotta pray my son won’t be this weak
Gotta pray my daughter won’t be this weak, fu*k
I’m looking for her, I’m looking for her, I’m looking for her

[Verse 2]
Turn on the lights
Some of you n!ggas be talking right out of the side of your neck
And I can’t believe that they be gassing these lil hoes
Some of you n!ggas be sitting around all day, hating on n!ggas they never me
I just feel sad for you, lil’ bro
Baby, you know when I’m wilding out, I make a mess
I keep the Kimber like Lick, I put my b!tch in a vest
What did that last one contribute but pu*sy and stress? Nothing
Turn on the lights, I’m looking for her