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lirik lagu ché noir - stories

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[verse 1]
yeah
my life is a maze
i done seen pain so it’s harder to cry
at my lows the higher i aim
took a star from the sky
at war with myself in the mirror
i fight here in dreams
this liquor be the only way i hide my insecurities
maybe all of this work i put in will never stretch
can’t be this talented rapper that never sees success
i’m always working
but its cons and pros to being busy
on my biggest run i lost my bro in another city
sometimes i sip on this boat to forget about what i go through
when i’m at my best, that’s when the devil hit me the most
family talk behind my back its hard believing with cousins
helping hands coming from friends who secretly jealous
my mind go drunk with all of my worries
its hard to stay optimistic
my mind’s like a box in prison
lights from the cops i’m drifting inside of this honda civic
imma go to jail if they know how much i was sipping
for real n~gga

[chorus]
sometimes i got to pour a cup
that’s when my feelings spill
just a drunk mind and sober tongue
tired of feeling like the world is against me
i got to fight back
just when i thought it was over life hit me right back
tired of fake friends and greedy family
who never gave a f~ck about what i want
and only what they can get from me
its getting hard to maintain
i sip the bottle because its hard to maintain
[verse 2]
uh, look
i’m driving slow
heavy in my thoughts i need a lighter load
i go on tour then argue with my man
he want his wife at home
i write this song
an empty liquor bottle like my microphone
it’s hard to trust people with my heart
that’s why i hide alone
cause most don’t know how to take care of my heart
best friends letting petty sh~t tear us apart
to make it worse i had two missed calls
i finally answer, its my mother
she telling me my grandfather got cancer
militant like the panthers, been that way since in pampers
my plan was never to work no man’s [?]
i’m amped up, trips out the country we not in tampa
we gamblers and hustlers to whatever life hands us
the world separate us by class and god separate us by sin
road to redemption in a decorative benz
vision blurry, i’m accomplishing my plan
only friend i vent to is this bottle in my hand, d~mn

[chorus]
sometimes i got to pour a cup
that’s when my feelings spill
just a drunk mind and sober tongue
tired of feeling like the world is against me
i got to fight back
just when i thought it was over life hit me right back
tired of fake friends and greedy family
who never gave a f~ck about what i want
and only what they can get from me
its getting hard to maintain
i sip the bottle because its hard to maintain


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