Crash
I've been trapped in my head
I bet you wish I was dead
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Man, I really fucked up big time
Never really wanna touch on this line
Put more weight up on my kids mind
More guilt up on my conscious than I'm needin up in this life
Bound to my dark side witta zip tie
That's why I find it justified when I get high
Down in the dumps, but when I'm zooted feeling six five
I don't know what it is, I guess it's just my sick side
Yeah, my life is a mess
Weight on my shoulders not liking this stress
I can attest, Feelin this hitting me right in the chest
I'm likened to death
'Cause that's where I'm headed if I dont quit
I Really need to make it home quick
Callin Hallie on the phone sick
I don't even know where home is
Oh shit, I gotta stop swervin
Gotta stop thinking but I gotta stop hurtin
Gotta stop drinking 'cause this bottles not workin
Bottled all my demons just to coddle to the serpent
I ain't certain if I'm swervin or it's just the blurred vision
Staring at my wrists, all these scarred incisions
From fucked up decisions
Being fucked up on bitches
Fucked up chasin dreams
For some fucked up wishes
Sometimes I forget to breath
And forget to see the true person I live to be
But when I hit the streets I'll never admit defeat
But all the dirty bullshit I did it gets to me
Probably why I stay stuck in my head
Really isnt left much to be said
Fuck it my feet are gon thrust on the ped
Really wouldnt give a fuck I was dead
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Hole in the wall, Broken dishes
Broken window, I gotta broken image
Of Family life, with grown intentions
Thoughts n prayers, hopes and wishes
'Cause the liquor and the drugs will get the best of me
Only way to block out the people sweatin me
Is to let loose, and truth said respectfully
I'm Blain to my fam but this the Pest in me
So many people really wanna see the death of me
And the way that things seem I'm the next to be
So many People always talking out their necks to me
But truth is none these motherfuckers mess with me
Depressive effigies, they keep wrecking me
I feel so much is wrong but life been blessing me
Gotta house gotta whip
Got my daughter n my chick
Why do I feel hollow on the in
Why do I like the drugs
When times is tough
I line it up
And then I bite the dust
And end up landing right n cuffs
Lately I been feeling like my time is up
I been trapped in my head
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
I bet you wish I was dead
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Man, I really fucked up big time
Never really wanna touch on this line
Put more weight up on my kids mind
More guilt up on my conscious than I'm needin up in this life
Bound to my dark side witta zip tie
That's why I find it justified when I get high
Down in the dumps, but when I'm zooted feeling six five
I don't know what it is, I guess it's just my sick side
Yeah, my life is a mess
Weight on my shoulders not liking this stress
I can attest, Feelin this hitting me right in the chest
I'm likened to death
'Cause that's where I'm headed if I dont quit
I Really need to make it home quick
Callin Hallie on the phone sick
I don't even know where home is
Oh shit, I gotta stop swervin
Gotta stop thinking but I gotta stop hurtin
Gotta stop drinking 'cause this bottles not workin
Bottled all my demons just to coddle to the serpent
I ain't certain if I'm swervin or it's just the blurred vision
Staring at my wrists, all these scarred incisions
From fucked up decisions
Being fucked up on bitches
Fucked up chasin dreams
For some fucked up wishes
Sometimes I forget to breath
And forget to see the true person I live to be
But when I hit the streets I'll never admit defeat
But all the dirty bullshit I did it gets to me
Probably why I stay stuck in my head
Really isnt left much to be said
Fuck it my feet are gon thrust on the ped
Really wouldnt give a fuck I was dead
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Hole in the wall, Broken dishes
Broken window, I gotta broken image
Of Family life, with grown intentions
Thoughts n prayers, hopes and wishes
'Cause the liquor and the drugs will get the best of me
Only way to block out the people sweatin me
Is to let loose, and truth said respectfully
I'm Blain to my fam but this the Pest in me
So many people really wanna see the death of me
And the way that things seem I'm the next to be
So many People always talking out their necks to me
But truth is none these motherfuckers mess with me
Depressive effigies, they keep wrecking me
I feel so much is wrong but life been blessing me
Gotta house gotta whip
Got my daughter n my chick
Why do I feel hollow on the in
Why do I like the drugs
When times is tough
I line it up
And then I bite the dust
And end up landing right n cuffs
Lately I been feeling like my time is up
I been trapped in my head
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Patron on smash
Cocaine on the dash
Man I'm going to fast
Fuck I hope this don't last
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid again
Fuck I hope I don't crash man
I really wanna see my kid
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick C Brown Jr
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