Comin Down Again
Another couple stacks down the drain
And another three days I can't explain
Gotta cancel our plans today
Yeah I'm straight, I just got caught up is what I'll say
I'm sure it'll go over really fucking well too
Ain't buying any of it
You gotta get right man
Because it's the same old bullshit
Ain't no way I'm leaving my fucking couch today
Had a lotta dough, but the dice were cold
So pissed off and hurting at the crib I gotta stay
I don't even remember doin that much man, what the fuck
I don't even remember getting that loose
Yeah I must have been real fucked up
Had a good ass time though, out with my people
Ripping, rolling, and talking all that bullshit
Just gotta grind out the next week and I'll be up good again
But you know I can't stay away from the booze, the blow, or the gambling
Ay bro what's good tonight
Come on man you know we're all getting fucked up right
Yeah until we see daylight
Alright here we go again
Yeah we're gettin fucked up
Oh buddy you know we're getting fucked up
You right, we're getting fucked up again
Meet at the bar, cop a ball on your way over
Oh you know we'll be hurting when it's all over
But when everyday is hell anyway you might as well try to get your kicks
Might as well get your kicks
And another three days I can't explain
Gotta cancel our plans today
Yeah I'm straight, I just got caught up is what I'll say
I'm sure it'll go over really fucking well too
Ain't buying any of it
You gotta get right man
Because it's the same old bullshit
Ain't no way I'm leaving my fucking couch today
Had a lotta dough, but the dice were cold
So pissed off and hurting at the crib I gotta stay
I don't even remember doin that much man, what the fuck
I don't even remember getting that loose
Yeah I must have been real fucked up
Had a good ass time though, out with my people
Ripping, rolling, and talking all that bullshit
Just gotta grind out the next week and I'll be up good again
But you know I can't stay away from the booze, the blow, or the gambling
Ay bro what's good tonight
Come on man you know we're all getting fucked up right
Yeah until we see daylight
Alright here we go again
Yeah we're gettin fucked up
Oh buddy you know we're getting fucked up
You right, we're getting fucked up again
Meet at the bar, cop a ball on your way over
Oh you know we'll be hurting when it's all over
But when everyday is hell anyway you might as well try to get your kicks
Might as well get your kicks
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Writer(s): Nate Linderman
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