Yeah, check it.
It's my life.
It's my life.
I can't go every day with being sober.
It gets kind of hard trying to cope
with this devil on my shoulder.
(Belbian?) some soda
like well I'm getting closer
to either heaven or hell
every second I get older.
Till I'm dead or in a coma,
I'ma live life like
well,
it ain't over till it's over
you're supposed to live every day
like it was your last.
But that and itself is a really hard concept
for me to grasp.
'Cause if this was my last 24
I'd probably spend at least 3 or 4
praying to God for 20 more.
I'm lookin' in the mirror
at the man in front of me,
like I know everybody goes
but I'm 23.
That's why I come off as wreckless
respect it
I'm getting my moneys worth every second.
I'm less than perfect,
but so are you.
So who are you to judge me?
I don't judge you.
Yeah.
(I'm not sober all the time
and you bring me down,
at least you try.
But do we see this side
till I
I don't want you.)
[x2]
What's life?
Fuck life.
Yo I'm telling you what.
I'm a nineteen year old
rebellious fuck.
Living each day like the next I might not wake up.
That's why I always stay puffin' a blunt
with a full cup.
Poppin' pills out the bottle
till it's hollow.
I'm going to hell
and y'all are more than welcome to follow.
And if I'm not here tomorrow
light an L in my memory.
Pour out some hennessy.
Fuck it,
just remember me.
Gotta know I made a mark
on the short time I'm on Earth,
since birth,
I've been spittin' it
proving my fucking worth.
And for what?
I try to give a fuck