Drunk* Songtext
von Portraits Of Tracy

One more drink before I go
One more thing before I show
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Truth is
A nigga feeling straight confused and
Lost in this infinite world
With endless shootings
Video cameras flash
Capturing movements
Something is bound to my soul
I never lose it
The way I feel when I stare up at these packed crowds
Feel like a stone
Rolling, just paint it black now
Though I always been the type to fucking act out
I been wishing that my mind was like the glass now
Empty promises came, shoutout to NRA
Niggas who had the best ways
Buried like everyday
Man, this planet got a lot of fucking green
But this red almost turned me into Wiz
At least recently

Like Aeternum, just keep the shit real
I′m just being me, so you gon know how I feel
Marvin never knew, so what the fuck is going on?
Searching, but I keep on finding bottles of Patron

But let me get this last shot
Nigga then I'm gone
Numb it all, fuck around, get up on the road
Knees weak, barely standing, still Corleone
Massacre these nigga′s mindsets, Stone cold
Let me get this last shot
Nigga yeah I'm gone
Numb it all, fuck around, get up on the road
Knees weak, barely standing, still Corleone
Massacre these nigga's mindsets, Stone cold


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One-two-three
Go

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I know I′m really not the type to cross lines
But I be catching all the blues at the same time
It ain′t addiction, it just make me feel indifferent
See you on ya' timeline, ya′ family think your ass a reverend

The thing that hurt a little, is you never really tried
Heart turning brittle, overthink
It's all inside
The ones supposed to have my back lost like a tide
Quick flash, innocence was really gone from these eyes

Crying eyes out, hanging belts up, fathom
Could I die now? Suicide notes, albums
Caught in the closet, with my head up to the fucking barrel
Let it all go, one squeeze away from staining all apparel

I know they all saw the pain up in my fucking face
They called me "crazy" and they all started to walk away
They gave me cold shoulders like I told em I was gay
I′m sure you know, but nigga its this word I gotta say

F is for all the fucking times eyes cried
A is for all the animosity inside
M is for the miseries them niggas made me hide
I is the thing they wanted my ass to deprive
L is for all the damn times that I'd lie
Y is the thing I ask when I look to the sky

How can I believe in god
When I know i′ll fry
How you call you call yourself a saint
When you never tried

When the leaves of the trees wanted me to follow tide
When I said "no" first time
They thought I'd rot
Took my own path, it was such a wild ride
Lost in this bottle, washed up in this mind
I'll admit it straight addiction, almost went blind
Something′ missing, certain pictures I can′t ever find
Pain and all the grieving, made my ass wanna die
Imma' keep it real, some of the family is why

Oh, running up that hill oh-kate
Running
My eyes, have bled a thousand tears
And I′m taking them back
Oh

Somethings, move so slowly
We can't focus, motions, yo me
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Oh it′s, hard to say it
My mind just likes to replay it
Why drift back? Why drift back?

As the strings paint
I seem stuck up in a replay
Graduation day, claiming nothing be the same
I faded out without a glimpse, soul no remain

I ran away from the party, the very same day
It felt like bottles of 'cardi, the mood the celebrate
17 and sad
I think they thought my ass was celibate
They looked up at me funny, gave me such a strange face
When my nose felt like running, I heard them niggas say

Fake fucks, fake smiles, yeah
Feeling fucking stupid in this cap and gown, hear
Family loved to crack the jokes, it put me down, damn
Just let home be any place, please not here!
When I called up the cab I thought I left it all behind
Took it to the floor, almost lost my mind
Whole fucking time, I kicked rocks, lost dimes
Someone tell me please
You relate to these lines

Somethings, move so slowly
We can′t focus, motions, yo me
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Oh it's, hard to say it
My mind just likes to replay it
Why drift back? Why drift back?

Somethings, move so slowly
We can't focus, motions, yo me
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Oh it′s, hard to say it
My mind just likes to replay it
Why drift back? Why drift back?

Where are we at? Where are we at?
Why drift back? Why drift back?
Where are we at? Where are we at?
Why drift back? Why drift back?