Empty Bottles

You could say I'm feeling low Day dreaming of dooms day scenarios With bullshit on the radio And holding empty bottles So smoke em if you got em A few rocks away from rock bottom Lotta rolls from a Royce Just a roll of a dice Well Shit that could change your life Already got that Vegas smile like Now that I'm a winner It's the best time to be a sinner My body wants to mutiny My brain says "fucker you can't fire me, I quit" Ah shit, I'm just trying to stay out of it I'm passing through town I could stay but I don't wanna stick around Bullshit's now surround sound Still holding empty bottles Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me Feels like there's a trail of empty bottles always chasing me