I Drink & Smoke

Aye, it's tricky j
Yeah, this is the part where I'm supposed to say something
About what I'm rapping about right?
But to be honest I don't even know what I'm thinking now...
So, just gonna freestyle some shit, yeah just listen to this
Yeah
Fuck it, man, where do we start
Smoke it, yeah, to lift myself up
Drink up, huh, pour another glass
I love it, yeah, when I get drunk
Like right now, I'm little bit tipsy
Come home now, nah I'm in the city
Yo, watch out, a girl falls into me
She turns around, I see big titties
She smiles, I think checking me out
I wink at her, as she stares me down
I pop the question without a doubt
She pulls on my wrist, drags me out
Nah, we ain't friends, so I do her good
A one-night stand, just like we should
Now, I'm out of breath, so, got to rest
Didn't get her name, but she already left
I swear life is better when I am drunk
Or even when I'm high smoking bongs
Tonight, I'm at the club, high as fuck
And you can't bring me down, nah uh
I'm touching the sky, partying all night
Head spinning but having a good time
6 cans of beer, wait, now I'm onto wine
Think I'm doing good since I can still rhyme

Nah, I ain't gonna, lose my shit
I drink and smoke, to forget we split
Nah, I ain't gonna, cut my wrists
Light it up, gonna smoke another hit
Nah, I ain't gonna cowardly quit
Live it up, coz I gotta life to live
Nah, I ain't gonna stop with the drinks
Party hard, don't be a hypocrite

Got a missed call, from my ex-girlfriend
Do I text back? Or just leave her on read
Yo, I ain't a fool, but the pain's back there
Gotta play it cool, she asks to be friends
God dang, she just ain't gonna quit
Guess she finally sees what she lost in me
Oh damn, I'm starting to feel shit
Missing what we had and our relationship
I should call her now, or text her, yes
Let's start over girl, begin again as friends
Wait, drunk texting, ain't the best
Nah, it's fine, she won't tell the difference
Fuck, what a mistake, calling her last night
It's clear to me now, I can't do anything right
Shoulda talked me down, mate, you were too high
Gotta numb the pain, how? Maybe try to write?
Yeah, right, nah, just hand me the bong
Bro, you've had enough, write a new song
Fuck you, nah, fine I'll just get drunk
No, let's go drive, think you've had enough
Oi, fuck you for telling me what to do
Bro it ain't good, what you've got yourself into
Yeah, whatever, it's funny coming from you
I'm just being that mate looking out for you

Nah, I ain't gonna, lose my shit
I drink and smoke, to forget we split
Nah, I ain't gonna, cut my wrists
Light it up, gonna smoke another hit