Sinking Sand

Smoke it up until I forget about the haunted past
Can you get out my house? I want you to be gone at last
On the road to recovery, can't you be part of that
No
She told me, baby, you cannot ball without a plan
I told her, shut the fuck up and just give me a chance
She told me, if you leave me, I'll find a better man
And she has, now I'm in the sinking

But it's sayonara to that life
I was down, I was out
I was sad on the floor, hanging with the wrong crowd
I was left for dead, ain't no doubt girl, the only thing that changed my mind was you that I found
I know she can't take care of me fully but I could use the hand
Struggling since a kid, I always wanted to be the man
I've been here like I never left
Nineteen years in the sinking sand

Yeah, pretty girl on my line
Me and my baby, we met online
I don't always have the money for gas
So you gon' have to kiss me on a FaceTime call
Next time we together, baby, you know I'm all yours
My plug ain't picking up the phone, should I call yours
I wanna get you the world, Givenchy, Goyard
She remind me of a diamond, the way she sparkle
You taking pictures, looking fine on your Instagram
And if I see your ex, I might just hit that man
Ooh
It's fuck em

Smoke it up until I forget about the haunted past
Can you get out my house? I want you to be gone at last
On the road to recovery, can't you be part of that
No
She told me, baby, you cannot ball without a plan
I told her, shut the fuck up and just give me a chance
She told me, if you leave me, I'll find a better man
And she has, now I'm in the sinking
But it's sayonara to that life
I was down, I was out
I was sad on the floor, hanging with the wrong crowd
I was left for dead, ain't no doubt girl, the only thing that changed my mind was you that I found
I know she can't take care of me fully but I could use the hand
Struggling since a kid, I always wanted to be the man
I've been here like I never left
Nineteen years in the sinking sand

I tell everybody I'm not scared
But really, I think that I'm ill-prepared
Wonder where my future lands
I really wonder where my future lands
Wake up in the morning, shaking, thinking 'bout all of my problems
Top up on a high, I can't get sober, it's a problem
And yes, I can get past it, but I would rather feel numb

I'm all in, I might not wake up in the morning
I'd rather face that than face the torment
Of real life, yeah, of real life
I'm all in, I might not wake up in the morning
I'd rather face that than face the torment
Of real life, yeah, of real life

Smoke it up until I forget about the haunted past
Can you get out my house? I want you to be gone at last
On the road to recovery, can't you be part of that
No
She told me, baby, you cannot ball without a plan
I told her, shut the fuck up and just give me a chance
She told me, if you leave me, I'll find a better man
And she has, now I'm in the sinking
But it's sayonara to that life
I was down, I was out
I was sad on the floor, hanging with the wrong crowd
I was left for dead, ain't no doubt girl, the only thing that changed my mind was you that I found
I know she can't take care of me fully but I could use the hand
Struggling since a kid, I always wanted to be the man
I've been here like I never left
Nineteen years in the sinking sand