Gone for the Night
I wake up feeling different from the night before
I'm wasted and I woke up laying down on the floor
Things could've turned out different but they didn't now I'm whipping in the kitchen tryna Fill my stomach rice and the Rone
It was midnight and I saw somebodys lights in the road
Had a feeling that a could've jumped and ended it all
But he started gunning it and I started running away
I'm in an ambundace of pain stickin drugs in my veins
Liquor in my liver and my guts torn away
I ran from my problems but I prolly should've stayed
Call me Stan for the violence but shady for the way
That I spit bars when I'm manic if you still here it's jay
I'm popping in then walking out
I'd love to see them stop me now
Blunts liquor and feelings all with my fucking coffee now
I'm something now
You nothing now
You'd love to see me coming down
Everybody wanna be great without the work wow
Take a seat But In a minute
I'm on too many Different
The drugs I'm in the distance
I drop from all the sinning
I wish I keep on wishing
For hugs and maybe kisses
I love to love the women
Liquor in my liver and my guts torn away
I ran from my problems but I prolly should've stayed
Call me Stan for the violence but shady for the way
That I spit bars when I'm manic if you still here it's jay
Listen
I've been sitting here I've been contemplating life
My ignorant phase is only gone for the night
I need appreciation I need too look for the light
I need something to live for I need something to fight
But the problem is once I reach all my accomplishments
I feel incompetent fulfillment won't be fuckin calling in
Back to searching back to working circles at the bottom of it
Certainly worsening perfectly copped with providence
Knowing that family's well off would mean the world to me
I wanna help any way that I can there's a storm in
It's Brewing up while they shooting up I grew right up
Way to young to take a stand and man it up
But I managed
Ya I managed
And I'm still going strong
Working 3 to 2
Got the benys with the job
I sold my shitty coupe
Now I'm saving for a drop
With the top
But for now I'm on the clock and I'm out
Fuck a night shift
I'm wasted and I woke up laying down on the floor
Things could've turned out different but they didn't now I'm whipping in the kitchen tryna Fill my stomach rice and the Rone
It was midnight and I saw somebodys lights in the road
Had a feeling that a could've jumped and ended it all
But he started gunning it and I started running away
I'm in an ambundace of pain stickin drugs in my veins
Liquor in my liver and my guts torn away
I ran from my problems but I prolly should've stayed
Call me Stan for the violence but shady for the way
That I spit bars when I'm manic if you still here it's jay
I'm popping in then walking out
I'd love to see them stop me now
Blunts liquor and feelings all with my fucking coffee now
I'm something now
You nothing now
You'd love to see me coming down
Everybody wanna be great without the work wow
Take a seat But In a minute
I'm on too many Different
The drugs I'm in the distance
I drop from all the sinning
I wish I keep on wishing
For hugs and maybe kisses
I love to love the women
Liquor in my liver and my guts torn away
I ran from my problems but I prolly should've stayed
Call me Stan for the violence but shady for the way
That I spit bars when I'm manic if you still here it's jay
Listen
I've been sitting here I've been contemplating life
My ignorant phase is only gone for the night
I need appreciation I need too look for the light
I need something to live for I need something to fight
But the problem is once I reach all my accomplishments
I feel incompetent fulfillment won't be fuckin calling in
Back to searching back to working circles at the bottom of it
Certainly worsening perfectly copped with providence
Knowing that family's well off would mean the world to me
I wanna help any way that I can there's a storm in
It's Brewing up while they shooting up I grew right up
Way to young to take a stand and man it up
But I managed
Ya I managed
And I'm still going strong
Working 3 to 2
Got the benys with the job
I sold my shitty coupe
Now I'm saving for a drop
With the top
But for now I'm on the clock and I'm out
Fuck a night shift
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Writer(s): Joshua Keller
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