Vault - No Tylenol Lyrics

Won't take no Tylenol
I'll pop a perc to beat the pain
Been trying to fight it off
Must understand that feelings change
You must realize that you fucked up
Put my back against the wall
Now you the one in search for love huh
Yeah it's true my dog he wasn't ready
But Oshun took him home
Thought heaven had connection
Dawg please pick up the phone
See no hate, I feel like Stevie Wonder
Put these songs up in the Key of Life
Been spending time in past-time, not paradise
Confirmations to the evils of the world
Micro draco clip just holding 30
But that bitch still got a curl
That ain't a opp, he just a hater
Still blooze me a nigga, but with this 40
I'm the safest
Take you out like we was dating
Entanglements with Wesson-Smith
Like Will had did with Jayda
Blazing shit if you reach for a chain
Then watch me fade ya
Turn to barbers if you tempting shit
Gang sit you down and fade you
Grew up on that Gotti, so I went back to the basics
You a gangsta right?
Been a long time coming
With a lot of dope money
Nigga play then you gone face em, right?
The only time your name be on them cases when you snitchin'
How you trapping out the O, but say you hustle for a living
Nigga stressing bout my hoe, need to go take care of his children
Turnt the Soundbooth to my diary, expressing all my feelings
No cap, ain't no facade, know you gone feel me when you hear it
Vibe with me
Kicked the cup and then I relapsed
Deuce of yellow in my soda, pouring Bart and Lisa
Prescription drugs and handguns in this whip
Like this shit legal
And we know it's not
We see them fed lights, no way we stop
Tried to warm her with my heart, probably tried it on for to jacket
Last time I got it back, it was torn apart, so I trashed it
Cremation of them soul ties, turn them hoes to ashes
Creation of a whole vibe, know you glad I landed
Said you had my back, why you had to go hit the switch on me
Owed me money for some months now you changing and acting differently.
Aint tripping bout a couple hundred dollars that ain't shit to me
One less person at the table at the top, popping that crisp with me
Two steps from that headshot, God must ain't want to come and get me
Why you think I'm acting different
Voicing all this pain, it sound like scripture recitation.
Gone ahead and paint your picture
Lay a verse, watch it be vivid
Won't take no Tylenol
I'll pop a perc to beat the pain
Been tried to fight it off
Must understand that feelings change
You must realized that you fucked up
Put my back against the wall
Now you the one in search for love huh
True my dog he wasn't ready
But, Oshun took him home
Thought heaven had connection
Dawg please pick up the phone
See no hate, I feel like Stevie Wonder
Put these songs up in the Key of Life
Been spending time in past-time, not paradise

Won't take no Tylenol
I'll pop a perc to beat the pain
Been trying to fight it off
Must understand that feelings change
You must realize that you fucked up
Put my back against the wall
Now you the one in search for love huh
Yeah it's true my dog he wasn't ready
But Oshun took him home
Thought heaven had connection
Dawg please pick up the phone
See no hate, I feel like Stevie Wonder
Put these songs up in the Key of Life
Been spending time in past-time, not paradise
Confirmations to the evils of the world
Micro draco clip just holding 30
But that bitch still got a curl
That ain't a opp, he just a hater
Still blooze me a nigga, but with this 40
I'm the safest
Take you out like we was dating
Entanglements with Wesson-Smith
Like Will had did with Jayda
Blazing shit if you reach for a chain
Then watch me fade ya
Turn to barbers if you tempting shit
Gang sit you down and fade you
Grew up on that Gotti, so I went back to the basics
You a gangsta right?
Been a long time coming
With a lot of dope money
Nigga play then you gone face em, right?
The only time your name be on them cases when you snitchin'
How you trapping out the O, but say you hustle for a living
Nigga stressing bout my hoe, need to go take care of his children
Turnt the Soundbooth to my diary, expressing all my feelings
No cap, ain't no facade, know you gone feel me when you hear it
Vibe with me
Kicked the cup and then I relapsed
Deuce of yellow in my soda, pouring Bart and Lisa
Prescription drugs and handguns in this whip
Like this shit legal
And we know it's not
We see them fed lights, no way we stop
Tried to warm her with my heart, probably tried it on for to jacket
Last time I got it back, it was torn apart, so I trashed it
Cremation of them soul ties, turn them hoes to ashes
Creation of a whole vibe, know you glad I landed
Said you had my back, why you had to go hit the switch on me
Owed me money for some months now you changing and acting differently.
Aint tripping bout a couple hundred dollars that ain't shit to me
One less person at the table at the top, popping that crisp with me
Two steps from that headshot, God must ain't want to come and get me
Why you think I'm acting different
Voicing all this pain, it sound like scripture recitation.
Gone ahead and paint your picture
Lay a verse, watch it be vivid
Won't take no Tylenol
I'll pop a perc to beat the pain
Been tried to fight it off
Must understand that feelings change
You must realized that you fucked up
Put my back against the wall
Now you the one in search for love huh
True my dog he wasn't ready
But, Oshun took him home
Thought heaven had connection
Dawg please pick up the phone
See no hate, I feel like Stevie Wonder
Put these songs up in the Key of Life
Been spending time in past-time, not paradise