Coming on 4 years since my father died Sometimes I wish it was a homicide Make the pain a little easier to understand Self inflicted wounds be the sins a man tens a grands flourish in my pockets on a regular night And im like word I ain't smoking regular now Famous numbers All in my sailor now Funny how the more respected I get The more I'm in doubt with the self loathing Designer brand frequent on my belt and clothing They see that its Flashing and I'm like word I see that it lives faild attempt to try to make me happy Well it seem like everything that I could gaurd just gone attack me I mean my heart got scars My car aint finna start And im on my last dollar man I've been in the parking lot Barded out, sipping a high life Contemplating taking my life My vice's has always been try to mimic my father And his decisions but Like I just got in the same collisions I know When im in These large crowds I get petrified So excuse me if I step aside
I always had a weak stomach I puked last night I was staring at the stars on the roof last night Hey, man I always had a weak stomach I've been out here try to chill But drama keep coming Keep coming The drama keep coming Man I always had a weak stomach
Signing to a major label Was always favor we didn't bank on Every table in my house got a drink on it Alcoholic ambition to try and ease the pain I ain't had no father figure to try and teach me man Rollin round 16 years old on the way to veo beach Reminiscing that he was under my seat for what I guess I had something to prove problem child ain't got nothing to lose Vodka and dues And I'm balling till my shock is reduced.to the bad minimal On the borderline of being a criminal Becoming a byproduct all my homies were product for sale In and out of jail and what it intel Mary inside the speaker while we bust a right on Georgia ave Sitting in the back with a gat Look for the four who robbed us last week, and we ain't sober Then I saw pimpin the pullover
I always had a weak stomach I puked that night I was hanging out the window bout to shoot that night Hey,man I always had a weak stomach I've been out here try to chill But drama keep coming Keep coming The drama keep coming And I always had a weak stomach
MGK:
But fuck that! Ain't no time for a sickness when you're trying to get it And all the time in this prison is spent finding a prism A way to time one way to light into colorful vision Carry on tradition to everyone who came from the ditches Rose from the dirt without a stain though Insane how some angels hang themselves with their own halo That's why I lay low Now my worst enemy is my mind I stare at a screen And watch these other artist take what is mine Sit by myself and smoke so much weed that it looks Like I'm cryin. This life offers a lot But one thing it does not is rewind So I proceed forward And my standards for this game never lower Ever since I became what they said I wouldn't and I wanted more Dear lord save me from this snakes Constricting like bowas Old friends from my door Industries still ignore us Landlord in the phone is telling me I can't afford it I'm three months late Feel like a pregnant woman this chorus Cause of my weak stomach
I puked last night I was contemplating telling you the truth last night Hey, man I always had a weak stomach I've been out here try to chill But drama keep coming Keep coming The drama keep coming Man I always had a weak stomachTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
