Ashxs - Nothing Lyrics

So I spilled a vial of acid on my leg at a music festival
I told this girl to come kick it with me in my tent
Just like, yanno make sure I don't seize out or something
Take me to fucking, yanno, medi if I need to
But, it was nothing bro, like I literally saw nothing
I couldn't see my body, it was nothing but white
No movement, matter, just
It was nothing
Don't fall for it, they don't know you bro
Couldn't tell you where their own life headed to
They got opinions, fuck 'em, Imma split their head in two
I think different, know they all intimidated too
I see police, I take my hat off, now I'm ten and two
I'll drive you crazy, you can't see me, tint is Arizona rules
A dark religion, catch me killing all the cardinals
The bread and circus couldn't break me, now I'm actin for em
A dollar's so important that they got us fucking for it
Might just go to war to get my college paid for
What I look like chasing shawty's that ain't foreign?
Just a metaphor for exploring how my vibes touring
Mothafuckas owe me money, I don't ask for it
I just spent their last penny on a passport
Tryna board the plane, make me check my skateboard
ASHXS got the stacks, what the fuck he flying spirit for?
If you know me, then you know I'm bout my cheddar dawg
But in the same sense, I don't give a fuck at all
Treat a piece of paper like a shawty that's too tall
We all the same size when we get laid off
And we all talk the same when we got a broken jaw
Asked about you in your city, and they don't know you at all
I'm with a biddie that's pretty, you prolly all on her jock
Makes sense why they hate me, they dreading paying me off
Yeah I'm so cold with it that I got December bitchin'
Cause I'm still hotter than the sun in a Texas winter
Still running thru them thangs in a loaded sprinter
Takin everything the plug got, thank god he fucking with me
Yeah, and I'll give you props if you fucking with me
Only time I'm caring what they think is when I'm gettin sentenced
I don't wanna manifest it, just lately I'm trippin
Thirty inch waist, still too big for my britches
But it's gonna be okay as long as I got a few bitches
I'd be a fuckin' liar rejecting materialism
Lil hood, lil hippie gettin jiggy with it
Tryna unlearn all the things that we were given
It's nothing bro
It's nothing

So I spilled a vial of acid on my leg at a music festival
I told this girl to come kick it with me in my tent
Just like, yanno make sure I don't seize out or something
Take me to fucking, yanno, medi if I need to
But, it was nothing bro, like I literally saw nothing
I couldn't see my body, it was nothing but white
No movement, matter, just
It was nothing
Don't fall for it, they don't know you bro
Couldn't tell you where their own life headed to
They got opinions, fuck 'em, Imma split their head in two
I think different, know they all intimidated too
I see police, I take my hat off, now I'm ten and two
I'll drive you crazy, you can't see me, tint is Arizona rules
A dark religion, catch me killing all the cardinals
The bread and circus couldn't break me, now I'm actin for em
A dollar's so important that they got us fucking for it
Might just go to war to get my college paid for
What I look like chasing shawty's that ain't foreign?
Just a metaphor for exploring how my vibes touring
Mothafuckas owe me money, I don't ask for it
I just spent their last penny on a passport
Tryna board the plane, make me check my skateboard
ASHXS got the stacks, what the fuck he flying spirit for?
If you know me, then you know I'm bout my cheddar dawg
But in the same sense, I don't give a fuck at all
Treat a piece of paper like a shawty that's too tall
We all the same size when we get laid off
And we all talk the same when we got a broken jaw
Asked about you in your city, and they don't know you at all
I'm with a biddie that's pretty, you prolly all on her jock
Makes sense why they hate me, they dreading paying me off
Yeah I'm so cold with it that I got December bitchin'
Cause I'm still hotter than the sun in a Texas winter
Still running thru them thangs in a loaded sprinter
Takin everything the plug got, thank god he fucking with me
Yeah, and I'll give you props if you fucking with me
Only time I'm caring what they think is when I'm gettin sentenced
I don't wanna manifest it, just lately I'm trippin
Thirty inch waist, still too big for my britches
But it's gonna be okay as long as I got a few bitches
I'd be a fuckin' liar rejecting materialism
Lil hood, lil hippie gettin jiggy with it
Tryna unlearn all the things that we were given
It's nothing bro
It's nothing