Letras
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I got crown in my cup
I got crown, am I drowning
Migh-, I might, I might drown in my tub
This some powder, that Whitney
That powder's powerful stuff
Binge watching Power for hours
Man a power outage would suck
Even though I'm out of it
I don't think that I'm out of it drunk
I go outside of my house
And the front is cloudy as fuck
Fucked up 'cause the cloudiness caused-
Me to feel down, need to chill out
I can't crawl out of the dumps
A lot of drowsiness
I'm drowsy from the Valiums I took-
Earlier, five minutes later my neighbor
Came out and waved to me with his 9 year old son
Geeked up on a five-day-long run
And it just occurred that I'm shirtless with a gun inside of my trunks
I should go inside, I might've frightened 'em
So white I might burn
Put on a shirt, left herb in the tray
I had to skip on the blunt
Got rolling papers, changed the channel 'cause a sitcom was on
Did too many drugs to pay attention, thinking negative thoughts
Heart beating, panickin' ate my Xanax's and I chased it with scotch
Like fuck today
Drunk another day
Wanna run away
Try'na numb the pain, but I can't
What a shame
It's a fucked up day
Another fucked up day
I'm drunk another day
Wanna run away
Try'na numb the pain, but I can't
What a shame
It's a fucked up day
Another fucked up day
I woke up on the floor
I woke up, I'm still drunk
I must've broke something, I'm sore
I must've fucked up for sure
Looks like my knuckles are busted
My knuckles scuffed with no skin
This ain't the first time 'cause the first was the worst
I done done it again
Done, done, done, done so many dumb things
Looked around and studied the mess
Look there goes one of my, one of my chef knifes
Right up under my desk
Looks like, like I done did my usual, becoming obsessed
With getting drunk and telling people I'ma cut off their head
Cut off by, cut off by friends-
Family, damn there's a bottle
It's got a couple sips left
I don't give a fuck if it spits
Bang, bang, bang, bang on the door
My lady saying "Hey, you awake?"
I told her first "I know you're mad
What happened? Can you explain?"
Said "Well you cussed out my sister
And then you threatened to smack her
You chased her outside with a knife because she dissed Michael Jackson
You started punching the hood of your car, harassing the neighbors
You did a line on IG Live then cried all night like a baby
This gotta stop"
Drunk another day
Wanna run away
Try'na numb the pain, but I can't
What a shame
It's a fucked up day
Another fucked up day
I'm drunk another day
Wanna run away
Try'na numb the pain, but I can't
What a shame
It's a fucked up day
Another fucked up day
Drunk another day
Wanna run away
Try'na numb the pain, but I can't
What a shame
It's a fucked up day
Another fucked up day