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Chris Webby lyrics : "A.D.D."

Yeah,
Put your bottles of Adderall in the air.
If everybody were A.D.D.,

You know you got it.
Ha, listen, listen?


I got Attention Deficit Disorder.
I ain't kidding,
I don't know where I'd be

Without the Adderall and Ritalin.
Poppin' them %#@!s three at a time
In heavy dosages

And go back to the doctor like,
?I still can't focus b*tch?.


That's right, (what)
It's the A.D.D.
Got officially tested in upstate CT

And after I did my part
The dude went to my parents and was like,
?Hmm, where do I start?

His levels are off the charts,?.

This %#@! is killin' me,

But still I'm rappin' skillfully
Even with a certified mental disability.
I know yall feelin' me

It's driving me mad,
Got A.D.D so bad,
I can't even add.


[Chorus]
I can't pay attention to nothing,

End of discussion,
I just got that
A.D.D, A.D.D, A.D.D,

I just got that A.D.D.
And teacher I know that I can't focus,
Whatcha gotta know,

It's just that
A.D.D, A.D.D, A.D.D,
I just got that A.D.D.


I day dream more than Lupe,
Sing a different tune.

Space out,
Eye f*cking that biddy across the room.
It's true I'm not messing.

This %#@! would get you stressin',
Teachers callin' on me
I'm like, ?Uhh? could you repeat the question??.


I don't pay attention,
I miss out on every lesson.

Get lost 'cause I wasn't listening
When I got the directions;
Start typing in my phone

Then forget who I was texting;
Zone out during sex
And lose my f*cking erection.


I really hate this,
Constantly misplace %#@!.

Losing my wallet, phone, or keys,
On a day to day basis.
It'd probably help

If every night I didn't get wasted,
High enough to be a passenger
Aboard a space ship.


But since I do, then f*ck it.
Even though losing my scholarship

Is not within my budget.
'Cause son I'm not playin',
I? uhh?

%#@!. I forgot what I was sayin'.

[Chorus]
I can't pay attention to nothing,
End of discussion,

I just got that
A.D.D, A.D.D, A.D.D,
I just got that A.D.D.
And teacher I know that I can't focus,
Whatcha gotta know,

It's just that
A.D.D, A.D.D, A.D.D,
I just got that A.D.D.

My brain just doesn't work

Cause of all the drugs I've done.
Plus the A.D.D. to the point
That thinking even hurts.
Teachers try to talk to me
As if I am gonna hear it.

All I do is crack jokes,
Space out,
And write lyrics.

My brain's unraveled over time
Like a rope does.

Lost my mind
Like the change in your sofas.
But I don't gotta take my meds
To spit it dope 'cause
All they do is give me dry mouth
And a !@%!e buzz.


So what?
I can't focus but it's straight.
At least I got a good excuse
When all of my work is late.
Baby, can't pay attention,
But there is still a place
In my brain that allows me to

Murder a mixtape.

Wait,
Maybe it ain't even so bad after all.
F*ck all the doctors,
I don't need to pop an Adderall.
I'll just be a rapper

And such to make bucks.
But if that doesn't work,
Uhh? I guess I'm f*cked.
(Yep)

[Chorus]
I can't pay attention to nothing,

End of discussion,
I just got that
A.D.D, A.D.D, A.D.D,
I just got that A.D.D.
And teacher I know that I can't focus,
Whatcha gotta know,
It's just that

A.D.D, A.D.D, A.D.D,
I just got that A.D.D.

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