Intro
There's some things that I'll take to my grave
There's some things I don't think I should say
I don't think that I'm somebody you could save
I don't know, I kinda like it that way
Daddy love to get high
In his room, watch the time go by
Needles all on his bed
I couldn't go in and I didn't know why
Mamma, she used to cry
20 years by, mamma still cries
Mamma talks to a sigh
Hate sayin' it, but I don't wanna lie
I still need you, I feel like I'm still young
I been so lost, I been so gone
I been so drunk that I can't stay numb
I'll be standin' with you when the day come
Look at my smile, how does it look to you?
I put it on so I can feel like I'm bulletproof
Product of environment, ah, look at the irony
Grew up so nice but that changed up entirely
I found Benzos' the same time I found love
Like, what a mix ah, what a drug
I was eighteen, I was fucked up
Like livin' in my car, but still untouched
They talk about my older ways
Said I'm fucked up, wasn't raised
Right, wow! You know you never
Judge a book by its cover page
I been standin' since I was first out my bed
When my uncle lost his life and died inside mine instead
Yeah, uh, you take a second to picture:
Tenth grade, didn't know how to deal, I turned to liquor
Another family member gone, all I knew was a song
Writin' bars ain't enough, I pop bars like they gone
'Til my homies car crashed, went to jail that night
Woke up, "what the fuck happened?", high as a kite
I called my mom and she ain't answer, she pissed off as fuck
Wish I had a dad to call but I'm shit out of luck
And on top of that, I blew my whole first advance
Which means I got money, blew it all, owe it all back
'Cause my records ain't sellin', and I'm too hot for shows
No one believes in my recovery, I've gone as a ghost
Yeah, it's me against the world ain't it?
I love that shit, so I took that bitch and I made it mine, yeah
You see, my best friend stole for me, thousands of dollars
When I was down and I was broke, and had nothing to bother
Had a dog that needed feeding, ain't had shit but a collar
And a landlord trying to get money to feed his daughter
Had a dad dying on my hands, asking for help
I went to London, got him off heroin by myself
I took care of my sister, to the best of my abilities
Helpin' mom through her depression, that shit is killin' me
Yeah, but I guess that's just the will in me
Think that I'ma fail after that? Man, you're kidding me
I said yeah man, you're kidding me
Failing after that? I said yeah man, you're kidding me
Every moment in my life came at me with a price
And I never had the cash but I would always roll the dice
Like I never thought twice, I was destined for the lights
I look above above to my family for a message every night
And I swear, I hear 'em talk to me full volume like a show
Every time that I feel down I look up and then I know
A sad soul, thats for sure, but I do this all for you, myself and my family
Thats the funeral crew
There's some things I don't think I should say
I don't think that I'm somebody you could save
I don't know, I kinda like it that way
Daddy love to get high
In his room, watch the time go by
Needles all on his bed
I couldn't go in and I didn't know why
Mamma, she used to cry
20 years by, mamma still cries
Mamma talks to a sigh
Hate sayin' it, but I don't wanna lie
I still need you, I feel like I'm still young
I been so lost, I been so gone
I been so drunk that I can't stay numb
I'll be standin' with you when the day come
Look at my smile, how does it look to you?
I put it on so I can feel like I'm bulletproof
Product of environment, ah, look at the irony
Grew up so nice but that changed up entirely
I found Benzos' the same time I found love
Like, what a mix ah, what a drug
I was eighteen, I was fucked up
Like livin' in my car, but still untouched
They talk about my older ways
Said I'm fucked up, wasn't raised
Right, wow! You know you never
Judge a book by its cover page
I been standin' since I was first out my bed
When my uncle lost his life and died inside mine instead
Yeah, uh, you take a second to picture:
Tenth grade, didn't know how to deal, I turned to liquor
Another family member gone, all I knew was a song
Writin' bars ain't enough, I pop bars like they gone
'Til my homies car crashed, went to jail that night
Woke up, "what the fuck happened?", high as a kite
I called my mom and she ain't answer, she pissed off as fuck
Wish I had a dad to call but I'm shit out of luck
And on top of that, I blew my whole first advance
Which means I got money, blew it all, owe it all back
'Cause my records ain't sellin', and I'm too hot for shows
No one believes in my recovery, I've gone as a ghost
Yeah, it's me against the world ain't it?
I love that shit, so I took that bitch and I made it mine, yeah
You see, my best friend stole for me, thousands of dollars
When I was down and I was broke, and had nothing to bother
Had a dog that needed feeding, ain't had shit but a collar
And a landlord trying to get money to feed his daughter
Had a dad dying on my hands, asking for help
I went to London, got him off heroin by myself
I took care of my sister, to the best of my abilities
Helpin' mom through her depression, that shit is killin' me
Yeah, but I guess that's just the will in me
Think that I'ma fail after that? Man, you're kidding me
I said yeah man, you're kidding me
Failing after that? I said yeah man, you're kidding me
Every moment in my life came at me with a price
And I never had the cash but I would always roll the dice
Like I never thought twice, I was destined for the lights
I look above above to my family for a message every night
And I swear, I hear 'em talk to me full volume like a show
Every time that I feel down I look up and then I know
A sad soul, thats for sure, but I do this all for you, myself and my family
Thats the funeral crew
Credits
Writer(s): Roman Rene Ramirez, Jez Dior Armond Herskovitz, Brandon Olague
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