Sober II, Pt. 1

Going four in the morning Push a bell phone quick Cause I’m tryna get down with it You already know we ain’t ever fell in love And no one knows No one really wanna know So no one know I’m up early in the morning Even though I stayed up till 4 last night, I’m not yawning High and drunk as fuckcan I fix it in the morning Instead of writing and trying to be the best I’m out smoking on this wax, or smoking on gas Or drinking bottles out my ass I hate that Wish I could be straight edge, straight again I was sober for a couple years, then I came back Gor over it for a while, liked where I was at Now I’m smoking on a pack, and collecting caps Collecting wraps, inside my v, like notepads Where did my old head go at, wonder where the smokes at Tryna get out of my head, Do it with blunt wraps Blessed that, I could quit whenever, and I want to so bad But can’t do it Thought that I could but this damn music Got me stressed to the brim, so my cup filled stupid Tryna get as fucked up as possible for a human I don’t wanna be awake no more I don’t wanna see the pain no more I don’t wanna be here no more But I can’t fail, gotta prove haters all wrong Hate that, I could sidetracked, so fast Wanna be the best, I ain’t close, that’s far fetched ‘Till I get the crown, put it at, where I leave the hat Get on the track, to the right route, went the wrong way Retrace steps Tryna never miss, like a James Harden step back Gotta go away to the days that, I wrote better raps, I was better then And you couldn’t tell me shit, now I needa relapse Now I need a relapse People telling me I need help, I can see in fact I ask for the feedback, y’all ain’t give me nothing Fuck all these drugs, need to be high on my ethics I need to be high on something ‘Cause I’m not high on my own self I gotta get high on something ‘Cause I’m not high on my own self Going four in the morning Push a bell phone quick Cause I’m tryna get down with it You already know we ain’t ever fell in love And no one knows No one really wanna know So no one know High on something Tell me that I’m buggin Faced with depression So I take a bong rip Couldn’t get stuck more So I let it run me Somebody blunt me Feeling so hungry And these memories they haunt me Couldn’t do it with no army And somebody please arm me To get these demons up off me Wish that I could change how I did it Wish that I could fix it From the beginning I wish that I could go back And never take that hit, I wish I wish I was a better man Then I am now, yeah Stuck a predicament Nobody predicted it Popping prescription pills Just for the hell of it Wish I could just sell the shit Stop overusing it At this point I’m abusing it Barely breathing off stupid shit Shit This shit ain’t lit Man, This shit ain’t it Got me fucked up in the head, wish I could quit That’s it, but I can’t Going four in the morning Push a bell phone quick Cause I’m tryna get down with it You already know we ain’t ever fell in love And no one knows No one really wanna know So no one know