Yeah, they gonna understand.
We all fight some type of day, man.
* it.
Hold up.
Yeah.
Back on that bottle, yeah.
I'm not alone, yeah.
Blanco, beside all.
Yeah, look, tryna ease my mind, yeah.
Tryna free my mind, yeah.
Gotta threesome with these demons and I need some time,
man.
I go easy up,
they go easy down.
When you bitches get too mixy,
my guy kick you out.
Where were we going?
So tell all your friends,
soon as the club over,
put them all in bands
I'll remember this tomorrow, let all the pain,
yeah
Drowning in sorrow,
yeah Back on that bottle,
yeah
I'm not alone, yeah I'm going to sorrow,
yeah
Drowning in sorrow,
yeah Back on that bottle,
yeah
I'm not alone, yeah
I'm going to sorrow,
yeah
I woke up at like four in the morning
Went to bed at four in the morning
In the club for an hour,
son I was up for like 48,
I'm
From the capitol back to my island Land over and back to Rodeo
Making sure that my circle is tight So nobody I know got an angle
Got me drinking whatever this is Light up round cause I gotta be gold
In my beautiful house,
no friends Now I'm out with my cast amigo
And my mama don't dare say hi She say,
why are you single?
I say,
mommy,
I'm sorry,
I'm trying But nobody gonna love me like she do
And nobody gonna love me like she do And nobody be loving like we do
And I'd rather be drunk than dumb than try and be
I already said that, I already said that
Yeah, man, that's probably my ego, yeah
Drowning in sorrow, yeah
Back on that bottle,
yeah
Drowning in sorrow, yeah