No Apologies
First of all Greg rest in peace
Sorry mom all out of apologies
Landlord please
Please let me keep my lease
I'll pay the rent when I move 28 g's
I'm foldin, bluffin
Can't hold to nothin
Haven't seen sun in days
I stay cocaine blowed out
Lookin down the gun for a way out
How many times Wes
You gone cross lines
To sell a nick or dime
To write another rhyme
And tell yourself everything gunna be fine
When it ain't
But I can't seem to delude
Thoughts when my parents were pissed
Therapist said to go to RidgeView
Back in 6th grade, a dark phase
Constant thoughts suicide
Keep that between you and I
Shhhhh, oh wait I'm on the beat
Yea the studio my temple and microphones the priest
Drown in a puddle of whiskey, yes please
High five demons while they suck the life out of me
Look the devil in the eyes and scream
What the fuck is it that you want from me
No reruns, wanna new episode
These old demons, gotta let em go
Down in my soul, gotta reload, gunna explode
If I can't find a way to get outta this hole, no
No job no life no paper
Spark in my eyes
Bitch please, see you later
Wanna see the light sides
All I know is dark sides
Like I'm a real life darth vader
Enough's enough, gotta emerge from the rubble
Gonna take a shot, better yet make it double
Seen it all, now I bury my troubles
You wanna peep the top, better get on my level
My souls alive, yea i'm rippin the mic
Got luck on my side like a 4 leaf clover
Hip hop takin ova
A star goin nova
My life ain't over till I say it's OVER
Sorry mom all out of apologies
Landlord please
Please let me keep my lease
I'll pay the rent when I move 28 g's
I'm foldin, bluffin
Can't hold to nothin
Haven't seen sun in days
I stay cocaine blowed out
Lookin down the gun for a way out
How many times Wes
You gone cross lines
To sell a nick or dime
To write another rhyme
And tell yourself everything gunna be fine
When it ain't
But I can't seem to delude
Thoughts when my parents were pissed
Therapist said to go to RidgeView
Back in 6th grade, a dark phase
Constant thoughts suicide
Keep that between you and I
Shhhhh, oh wait I'm on the beat
Yea the studio my temple and microphones the priest
Drown in a puddle of whiskey, yes please
High five demons while they suck the life out of me
Look the devil in the eyes and scream
What the fuck is it that you want from me
No reruns, wanna new episode
These old demons, gotta let em go
Down in my soul, gotta reload, gunna explode
If I can't find a way to get outta this hole, no
No job no life no paper
Spark in my eyes
Bitch please, see you later
Wanna see the light sides
All I know is dark sides
Like I'm a real life darth vader
Enough's enough, gotta emerge from the rubble
Gonna take a shot, better yet make it double
Seen it all, now I bury my troubles
You wanna peep the top, better get on my level
My souls alive, yea i'm rippin the mic
Got luck on my side like a 4 leaf clover
Hip hop takin ova
A star goin nova
My life ain't over till I say it's OVER
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Writer(s): Wesley Sweetapple
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