Chris Decastro - Sinusitis Collage Lyrics

I feel so sick
In my crib
Doing my shit
Bring me tea
Cause my
Head high
I don't even chief

I got some bullets in my hand
Sweating what I can
I'm undercover
Mucinex and claritin
Poppin' like xans
I'm undercover
I got a big fat bowl
Of ramen noodles
I'm undercover
My momma left the crib
To buy me new clothes
I'm undercover

Oh shit
I'm deaf
What
Come again
What
Come again
What
Come again
What
Come again
What
Come again
What
Come again
What
Come again
What
Come again

Flem got em sticking
Cause I'm flemboyant
Center of attention
Got ya boy boiling
Coughing up a lung
Since I'm flemboyant

It's my shine
I getting all, Lit
Flem got em sticking
Cause I'm flemboyant
Center of attention
Got ya boy boiling
Coughing up a lung
Since I'm flemboyant
My shine
I getting all, Lit
Flem got em sticking
Cause I'm flemboyant
Center of attention
Got ya boy boiling
Coughing up a lung
Since I'm flemboyant
My shine
I getting all, Lit
Flem got em sticking
Cause I'm flemboyant
Center of attention
Got ya boy boiling
Coughing up a lung
Since I'm flemboyant
It's

Stop
Stop nigga
Just
Just f*cking stop
Please
I don't understand
I don't understand how you gettin' sick
You feel like shit and you just keep f*cking
Making some nice ass shit
What's wrong with you, man
What's wrong

I'm just giving off steam
I could barely go to sleep
So niggas been cooking up heat
I ain't living in a dream
I could use my help without a team
So I got me matching with a theme
Me, myself, and I so it seems
Praise deluxe
I'll never flux on my esteem

I'm just giving off steam
I could barely go to sleep
So niggas been cooking up heat
I ain't living in a dream
I could use my help without a team
So I got me matching with a theme
Me, myself, and I so it seems
Praise deluxe
I'll never flux on my esteem

I'm just giving off steam
Bare minimum
I be killin bummers
In my sleep
Feared easily
When I'm showing face
To the heat
Breaking feats
Beats like I'm in a jungle
On a jeep
Rest in peace
Got a smile far ajar
Than the crease
Of leather
Deep measure
Cheap pleasure, a
Scheme
For better
When momma limp
I be rubbing
Her feet
The head of house
Hold Momma
We gon
Live a feast

I'm just giving off steam
I could barely go to sleep
So niggas been cooking up heat
I ain't living in a dream
I could use my help without a team
So I got me matching with a theme
Me, myself, and I so it seems
Praise deluxe
I'll never flux on my esteem

Put it on my mom
On my shrine
On my peace
On my watch
Even on my
Own techniques
Even on my mind
Everything that f*cking
Reaps