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Things I regret, got me upset Things I regret, got me upset Things I regret, got me upset Things in my head, dreaming I was dead I can't go to bed, I can't go to bed Anxiety and dread, remember what she said X cut with meth, fuckin' money spread Prayin' I forget it, ask if she admit it Fuck, I really did it, know I gotta quit it But fuck it, I committed, fuck it, I committed Damn, I really fucked his girl, man, I hit it I've been feelin' pretty bad, and she hid it That was pretty fucked up, man, I admit it Guess I'm a shitty person, I admit it Now I gotta live with it, stuck inside my head and shit Pills help me deal with it, you can hit the bottom really quick All my exes thinkin' I'm a dick, probably right cause I'm a prick I can't leave the house without my Glick Things I regret, got me upset Things in my head, dreaming I was dead I can't go to bed, I can't go to bed Anxiety and dread, remember what she said X cut with meth, fuckin' money spread Prayin' I forget it, ask if she admit it Fuck, I really did it, know I gotta quit it But fuck it, I committed, fuck it, I committed Long time till I get to the top, suck on my dick and give me some top Who would've known that I coulda pop, go crazy when I'm gonna drop They all love me cause I got the bops, shaggy hair, boy, I need a chop I could rap or switch up to rock, get the bread and they gonna flock Eat shit, bitch, suck on my cock, they all stare when I start to walk Big scar on the A-cog, can't fuck with no day job Fuck lames, I hate y'all, I'm the reject, oddball Off the drink, I free fall, still tippin' like I'm Paul Wall Things I regret, got me upset Things in my head, dreaming I was dead I can't go to bed, I can't go to bed Anxiety and dread, remember what she said X cut with meth, fuckin' money spread Prayin' I forget it, ask if she admit it Fuck, I really did it, know I gotta quit it But fuck it, I committed, fuck it, I committed
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