Overnight
Yo
I pick up and call you on the telephone
You pick up and tell me that something's wrong
I grab the bottle, pour a glass, and I start to fill it up
Recollect what just happened
I couldn't make this shit up
Please pardon me for the fuss
I'm at the edge of my brink and I think that you've had enough
Why do I always lie to you, jeopardize all your trust
Blame it all on myself like you ain't give me enough
You treated me like a king
What I do, fuck it up
Like a peasant in the cut
Double cup, now throw it up
For the dirty dirty south
That's the way that we crush
You should shut your fucking mouth
Before I shut you right up
I think I play these games
Just to maintain, split the frame
It's a damn shame, I'm the damn same
As them other lames
Where's the damn rain
When the pain hangs, like a chain
Will I stay sane in this cold cold world man
It's a cold cold world when you wander without wonder
It's a dark cold world when the money doesn't come in
It's the wild wild west don't get caught up in that stress
All that negativity when you trying to just do your best
I'm trying to do my best and make the best of what's left
And I'm tired of only crying always feeling depressed
So why can't I just feel normal
Stop from hating myself
And my eye is up on the prize and you ain't cutting me short
Think it's time we switch that flow and make it go
Make the most of what's to grow and why the hell we all alone and left out here to find a home
Why the hell we searching N working to make a move
It's up to you to make improvements on what you want us to do with
Memories, rock bottom
Fall like it was autumn
Crawl back to my problems
Ball like we in Harlem
Hit that shot like I got them, man you know what's up
It's just me, DKE and I ain't ever enough
I pick up and call you on the telephone
You pick up and tell me that something's wrong
I grab the bottle, pour a glass, and I start to fill it up
Recollect what just happened
I couldn't make this shit up
Please pardon me for the fuss
I'm at the edge of my brink and I think that you've had enough
Why do I always lie to you, jeopardize all your trust
Blame it all on myself like you ain't give me enough
You treated me like a king
What I do, fuck it up
Like a peasant in the cut
Double cup, now throw it up
For the dirty dirty south
That's the way that we crush
You should shut your fucking mouth
Before I shut you right up
I think I play these games
Just to maintain, split the frame
It's a damn shame, I'm the damn same
As them other lames
Where's the damn rain
When the pain hangs, like a chain
Will I stay sane in this cold cold world man
It's a cold cold world when you wander without wonder
It's a dark cold world when the money doesn't come in
It's the wild wild west don't get caught up in that stress
All that negativity when you trying to just do your best
I'm trying to do my best and make the best of what's left
And I'm tired of only crying always feeling depressed
So why can't I just feel normal
Stop from hating myself
And my eye is up on the prize and you ain't cutting me short
Think it's time we switch that flow and make it go
Make the most of what's to grow and why the hell we all alone and left out here to find a home
Why the hell we searching N working to make a move
It's up to you to make improvements on what you want us to do with
Memories, rock bottom
Fall like it was autumn
Crawl back to my problems
Ball like we in Harlem
Hit that shot like I got them, man you know what's up
It's just me, DKE and I ain't ever enough
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Writer(s): Troy Eggeling
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