Dying Slow Songtext
von Berner

Baby
I′ve been dying slow
Baby
Lost, lost, dying, dying
Baby
Lost, lost, dying
Baby
I've been dying slow

Baby
Lost, lost, dying, dying
Baby
Lost, lost, dying

I wake up early, around six
Two joints to the head, morning news got me sick
No love in the world, another fight with my girl
They drinking in the studio, I′m rolling up cereal
Throwback jersey, rare kicks on my feet
Got everything I need but I never feel complete


Work in my sleep, wake up and cash checks
Been buying all the work, there ain't no bags left
Rose gold set, got a skelly and Patek
I'm just glad I have respect for the check
Friends, ain′t many of them left
Surrounded by death
Pour out a little liquor, smell the smoke on my breath
Been lost for a while, I′m sick of dying slow
Been saved plenty times from the fans at my shows

Fuck this, tonight I'm getting drunk
Damn, I hate it when I′m stuck in a slump

Baby
Baby
I've been dying slow
Baby
Lost, lost, dying, dying
Baby
Lost, lost, dying

Baby
I′ve been dying slow
Baby
Lost, lost, dying, dying

Baby
Lost, lost, dying


They say Bern, don't worry about shit
When you ball like this, everybody on your dick
Little internet trolls still live with their mom
Call shots like a Don, wake up and piss Dom
Bending corners in the city ′til early in the morn'
Blowing strong in my foreign, it keep your boy calm
They keep fucking with my bank, oh well, I got cash
Been lost in the hustle, I doubt I'm gon′ last
I′m sick of doing favors, go get it on your own
If you mad then you mad, that's why I stay alone

I burnt out the road, I rather stay at home
Bought the house, all cash, couldn′t pay another loan
Try to smoke the pain away, stuff another cone
Take a shot of 42, I'm gone when I roam

Twenty years strong, yeah, it feel like a dream
The weed so good, I don′t need codeine

Baby
I've been dying slow
Baby
Lost, lost, dying, dying
Baby
Lost, lost, dying
Baby
I′ve been dying slow

Baby
Lost, lost, dying, dying
Baby
Lost, lost, dying

Lost, lost, dying, dying