Hate Being Sober - Lil Twin: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Hate Being Sober

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Hate Being Sober è stato pubblicato il 16 giugno 2025 da Lil Twin come parte dell'album Hate Being Sober - Single

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PANORAMICA

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

0617Liltwin

Vocals

Lil.Twin

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jamari Hull

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Anson

Producer

Differentmoney

Co-Producer

Testi

(That boy is Different Money) uh

Boy, I think about it every night and day (Anson on the track)

I'm addicted, wanna drown inside your love

Uh, uh

I hope I ain't goin' to Hell

They said they love me, I can't tell

I love my mama, I can't fail

That pussy got smell, I can't nail

These **** been hoes since back then

He runnin' from shit like Pac-Man (uh, uh)

I want them drugs, get higher

Off drink, I'm movin' too slow

Bounce out, we swingin' four-door

Can't find no love, ain't no more (yeah)

Can't fall in love with no ho

Sat back, I'm back in go mode

She wanna spend some nights

I told her she can come over

My brother died, he gone

I hate when I gotta be sober

How the hell heat come on?

But I'm in the room, it still was gettin' colder

You wanted to see me make it

I'm mad, I can't even fake it

Inside, my body vacant

You gon' win, just be patient

Bounce out like I'm a Haitian

I'm only money chasin'

Uh, I'm only money chasin'

New TRX, we racin'

I keep on switchin' lanes

He gone, uh

He gone, I hate the pain

Mm, uh, alright, uh

I gotta make shit better

Bounce out, we swing together

Won't see me on no stretcher

ARP, shell catcher

I run shit down from a hundred yards, I feel like Devin' Hester

I throw a bullet, catch it

I like her better naked

She don't know nothin' but sell it

You a queen, let you tell it

Ghost Glocks, they used to mail it

They jam, but still tap melons

Ghost Glocks, they used to, uh

They jam, but still tap melons

Ghost Glocks, they used to, uh

They jam, but still tap melons

I hope I ain't goin' to Hell

They said they love me, I can't tell

I love my mama, I can't fail

That pussy got smell, I can't nail

These **** been hos since back then

He runnin' from shit like Pac-Man (uh, uh)

I want them drugs, get higher

Off drink, I'm movin' too slow

Bounce out, we swingin' four-door

Can't find no love, ain't no more (yeah)

Can't fall in love with no ho

Sat back, I'm back in go mode

She wanna spend some nights

I told her she can come over

My brother died, he gone

I hate when I gotta be sober

Uh, I hate when I gotta, uh

I hate when I gotta, uh

I hate when I gotta be sober

Written by: Jamari Hull

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