Vices (feat. Vice Funeral)

Woke up this morning Decided I wanna Change the world Last night was Horny dreams and memories Of me and her She had da vision But her legs divide too easy So Phoenix where I left her I was off for chasin cheddar Ten months later got married Military issued Beretta Girls in Albuquerque Still love me Still got my sweater Adjusted to the weather Play the blues, toke a jay Blue jays is laced Im just in smoke Like the Blue Jays Pitch a verse that make you choke up Toke before I pray Stretch a dub for 22 days Still haven't ate today I pray you can relate to me Relate to fax like aspen Relate the facts to masses Lately lack compassion How I cum and lack the passion Cuz even if you love her You imagine other asses We met when we was damaged Girl this shit was bound to happen Still hate that I still love you Leave it up to me to manage This not for Jackie So don't ask me This for that birdie Back in Phoenix Hope you hear this Hope you feel it That feeling in your stomach When you see me On the come up Treatin life like I got 1 ups Double shot now I can feel it The liquor made you hate me Forever will you blame me Call me crazy I been thinking Bout you lately Cuz when I seen you In them bandages I panicked He had you on that motorcycle Flyin wit no paddin Bleeding on the tar Caused a body full of scars That's when he avatar Left you when you needed most I went to clean your wounds Included your heart in that Eluded my heart to rap I'll never ask for it back How can I pay it forward Got the whole world on my back Putting my life in these raps I'm in war in my mind But I been warning my mind To not be worn in the mind And mothafucka yo advice If you alive you got vices Problems that have caught up To me never wanna go back Got you runnin thru my mind I feel I'm on a relapse Smokin until I'm numb And drinkin till I collapse Losin my train of thought Always got my head In the tracks I'm speedin in this 2 door Puffin on this you know I'm prayin that she don't Know everything we on Know my phone I decline Yo call and I decline She be up on 3 lines Phetamines I been on, yea This part of my life Is called truth And I am in a place Where you lose I'm insecure And it's killing me My girlfriend Treated like enemy My family tell me I'm absent These melodies Coming out passive These remedies Never the answer, fuck it I smoke and I drink anything Helpin me ease all the pain Easy is never the route To obtain Gotta be strong in the rain If you can't handle yourself How can you manage The fame How did you manage To change Made em a promise You'd never do that I gotta grow in this life Shorty is growing a life Kiss on her belly Cuz we not ready So I gotta get down With the get down Gotta get a bag Fo' I get that crown Gotta get me Gotta fill my cup Job and a whip and a crib For mines Think about days And I can't stand nights Spillin my vices tryna get right Spillin my vices tryna get right Spillin my vices tryna get