[Verse]
Yo, I never felt so
Defeated in my whole life, smoking weed again
Every evening, yo, sleeping in till 3PM
Uh, I will—I will call you back at my convenience
I'm wondering if anyone has ever died from tedium
Or overdosed on mi goreng seasoning
I'm sure I'll be the first to find out, feel like leaving in
The morning, I am done with this; I'm under stress
And I just feel like I've got nothing left, a drunken mess
Tryna stumble up a bunch of steps with a busted leg
And a cask of red with more drugs in me than Hunter S
You know you've done your best when everyone's depressed
And your mum's upset you did a song with Uncle 6 about your death
Nah, I ain't suicidal, nah, I like livin'
I just think that I could maybe try it different
Yeah, with a cool million I'd be better off
'Cause jack's in my bank account and William's in my letterbox
These days I'm scared to check the mail even
Barely have a chance to read the leader 'fore the snails eat it
Either I am insanely poor or I'm crazy broke
Maybe both, rocking hand-me-ups from my baby bro
I felt some negative since I was off the radio
Yeah, least I got a positive K/D, though
And underrated flow, that's an understatement, feel it's undebatable
But still cop a flaming from them hater folk
I shouldn't let it phase me, yo, but fuck that
I wanna bottle up the water from the ducks back
And save the shit for later, and spray it in their faces in the future
I wrap rings around 'em like a jeweller, uh
I'm freestyling, smoking weed while I'm wearing one of them
Antique iron helmets people deep-sea dive in
Just tryna save the high, it's almost light outside
So maybe I should say goodnight, goodnight
Yo, I never felt so
Defeated in my whole life, smoking weed again
Every evening, yo, sleeping in till 3PM
Uh, I will—I will call you back at my convenience
I'm wondering if anyone has ever died from tedium
Or overdosed on mi goreng seasoning
I'm sure I'll be the first to find out, feel like leaving in
The morning, I am done with this; I'm under stress
And I just feel like I've got nothing left, a drunken mess
Tryna stumble up a bunch of steps with a busted leg
And a cask of red with more drugs in me than Hunter S
You know you've done your best when everyone's depressed
And your mum's upset you did a song with Uncle 6 about your death
Nah, I ain't suicidal, nah, I like livin'
I just think that I could maybe try it different
Yeah, with a cool million I'd be better off
'Cause jack's in my bank account and William's in my letterbox
These days I'm scared to check the mail even
Barely have a chance to read the leader 'fore the snails eat it
Either I am insanely poor or I'm crazy broke
Maybe both, rocking hand-me-ups from my baby bro
I felt some negative since I was off the radio
Yeah, least I got a positive K/D, though
And underrated flow, that's an understatement, feel it's undebatable
But still cop a flaming from them hater folk
I shouldn't let it phase me, yo, but fuck that
I wanna bottle up the water from the ducks back
And save the shit for later, and spray it in their faces in the future
I wrap rings around 'em like a jeweller, uh
I'm freestyling, smoking weed while I'm wearing one of them
Antique iron helmets people deep-sea dive in
Just tryna save the high, it's almost light outside
So maybe I should say goodnight, goodnight
( Seth Sentry )
www.ChordsAZ.com