Out of Whiskey

[Verse 1]

If I run out of whiskey, shit I could rule the world

My girl reserve part of heart way bigger than I deserve

Gas price at all time highs, how could you see me rollin

Haters playing games on my phone, shit I just send emojis

A couple blunts to the head, baby I'm never focused

Disappeared came back late night, you never noticed

Is what it is, even when it aint though

Spirits haunting my vibes, then forgot what they came for

Death inevitable, hunger insatiable

In this state of living, cycle of pain aint escapable

In the world of the fake, key is remain relatable

Debatable, the insane a go, to asylums, in mega force

Air Max on feet, beamer, too fly

Hot boxed the whip, on the drive out to Tucson

The heat out here just a little different

Rose color shades on red flags for a different vision

[Bridge]

If I run out of Whiskey shit I could rule the world..

My girl reserved part of my heart way bigger than I deserve..

[Verse 2]

I don't ride on my ops, already dead inside

Try to steer my way from percentage adding to genocide

Media divide, got us aligned, with the ill advised

Grew up in the church together, now praying for my demise

Can we smoke weed, and pour champagne still

Whiskey from last night, pumping through all my veins still

Life changing goals, more money, hard to remain real

Drunk getting dome last night, forgot how the brain feel

Keep it neat with the Scotch, and I ignore the static

Rittenhouse with the shot, on the court shit is automatic

Bullshit with the homies, pass the time and we playing Madden

Some been dead and gone, for a while, but I can still imagine

How it was, when we used to kick it

How it was when we was getting lifted

Skip the grind right now I'm getting twisted

Now the homies on a different mission