Garvi - Penguin

Hard Liquor

Rip uncle Phil, Bill Cosby on his way to jail, things ain't sitting well
Yea i mentioned em, they were my fathers while growing up
My real one took his time showing up
I ain't throwing no shade, i just speak the truth
I never once ask him what he been through
They tell i got too much pride
Not tripping on shit, my shoe laces tied
Look I ain't really focused on my spot, i care if my mother is broke or not
I ain't positive boy, i lose hope a lot
Chuggin the henny to cope a lot
Nigga wanted to go to the nba, now I'm receiving my mba, what a ride
Afraid of what's coming up next
Don't drop the ball, i guess that's the catch

This hard liquor be calling me
Hard liquor be calling me
This hard liquor be calling me
Hard liquor be calling me
This bottle only thing feeling me
Ain't None of y'all real as me
I know this ain't what y'all came to see
I'm fucked up and it's plain to see
This hard liquor be calling me
Hard liquor be calling me

Think i need clarity, Whip the chevy bumping Therapy
Things ain't going well, i gotta clear my mind
Anomaly i never been defined
I'll be throwing shade until i get my shine
Unassisted, change don't come with dimes
I done lost respect for myself, now I'm talking to a bottle...
Feeling emotioned af, Lost the flow but I picked it back up
I'm different now, these niggas new to me
I'm dying, use this as my eulogy
Truthfully, i don't have time for women it seems
Already been fuckin the girl of my dreams
I blew it, let her slip right threw the seams
I knew it, disappointment, speak it fluent
I'm... unlucky like tribal curses
Not holy enough for these Bible verses
I'm not Adam, unless you mean Adam West
Real nigga, I'm Batman in the flesh
Forward movement, but i move in inches
Not slowing down until this hoe get finished
Need my chicken and green like popeye and spinach
Man I'm drunk as hell, Please mind ya bidness

This hard liquor be calling me
Hard liquor be calling me
This hard liquor be calling me
Hard liquor be calling me
This bottle only thing feeling me
Ain't None of y'all real as me
I know this ain't what y'all came to see
I'm fucked up and it's plain to see
This hard liquor be calling me
Hard liquor be calling me

Credits
Writer(s): Aderlin Familia
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