Drunk*

One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before Truth is A nigga feeling straight confused and Lost in this infinite world With endless shootings Video cameras flash Capturing movements Something is bound to my soul I never lose it The way I feel when I stare up at these packed crowds Feel like a stone Rolling, just paint it black now Though I always been the type to fucking act out I been wishing that my mind was like the glass now Empty promises came, shoutout to NRA Niggas who had the best ways Buried like everyday Man, this planet got a lot of fucking green But this red almost turned me into Wiz At least recently Like Aeternum, just keep the shit real I'm just being me, so you gon know how I feel Marvin never knew, so what the fuck is going on? Searching, but I keep on finding bottles of Patron But let me get this last shot Nigga then I'm gone Numb it all, fuck around, get up on the road Knees weak, barely standing, still Corleone Massacre these nigga's mindsets, Stone cold Let me get this last shot Nigga yeah I'm gone Numb it all, fuck around, get up on the road Knees weak, barely standing, still Corleone Massacre these nigga's mindsets, Stone cold One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One-two-three Go One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing before I show One more drink before I go One more thing bef I know I'm really not the type to cross lines But I be catching all the blues at the same time It ain't addiction, it just make me feel indifferent See you on ya' timeline, ya' family think your ass a reverend The thing that hurt a little, is you never really tried Heart turning brittle, overthink It's all inside The ones supposed to have my back lost like a tide Quick flash, innocence was really gone from these eyes Crying eyes out, hanging belts up, fathom Could I die now? Suicide notes, albums Caught in the closet, with my head up to the fucking barrel Let it all go, one squeeze away from staining all apparel I know they all saw the pain up in my fucking face They called me "crazy" and they all started to walk away They gave me cold shoulders like I told em I was gay I'm sure you know, but nigga its this word I gotta say F is for all the fucking times eyes cried A is for all the animosity inside M is for the miseries them niggas made me hide I is the thing they wanted my ass to deprive L is for all the damn times that I'd lie Y is the thing I ask when I look to the sky How can I believe in god When I know i'll fry How you call you call yourself a saint When you never tried When the leaves of the trees wanted me to follow tide When I said "no" first time They thought I'd rot Took my own path, it was such a wild ride Lost in this bottle, washed up in this mind I'll admit it straight addiction, almost went blind Something' missing, certain pictures I can't ever find Pain and all the grieving, made my ass wanna die Imma' keep it real, some of the family is why Oh, running up that hill oh-kate Running My eyes, have bled a thousand tears And I'm taking them back Oh Somethings, move so slowly We can't focus, motions, yo me Where are we at? Where are we at? Oh it's, hard to say it My mind just likes to replay it Why drift back? Why drift back? As the strings paint I seem stuck up in a replay Graduation day, claiming nothing be the same I faded out without a glimpse, soul no remain I ran away from the party, the very same day It felt like bottles of 'cardi, the mood the celebrate 17 and sad I think they thought my ass was celibate They looked up at me funny, gave me such a strange face When my nose felt like running, I heard them niggas say Fake fucks, fake smiles, yeah Feeling fucking stupid in this cap and gown, hear Family loved to crack the jokes, it put me down, damn Just let home be any place, please not here! When I called up the cab I thought I left it all behind Took it to the floor, almost lost my mind Whole fucking time, I kicked rocks, lost dimes Someone tell me please You relate to these lines Somethings, move so slowly We can't focus, motions, yo me Where are we at? Where are we at? Oh it's, hard to say it My mind just likes to replay it Why drift back? Why drift back? Somethings, move so slowly We can't focus, motions, yo me Where are we at? Where are we at? Oh it's, hard to say it My mind just likes to replay it Why drift back? Why drift back? Where are we at? Where are we at? Why drift back? Why drift back? Where are we at? Where are we at? Why drift back? Why drift back?