Lyrics:
A portrait of sunken eyes
Pulled down by melancholy smiles
A case of skin and bone
I'm not my usual self
Needs a clean bill of health
Too much material wealth
say misery loves company
So every other psychopath come to me now
I know just how it feels to be out by yourself
When you feel so hollow, got you
fuck with love I'm on my ground
And I'm God of bar
Eddie like a Kimbra tune, I fall like September soon, and by soon I mean later
I'm not worried nuff
Tried to talk politics today
I even thought about my bank account and all the bills I need to pay
Need to get my hair done before it's too late
out of here
I remember the days I lived by the water
Warm nights on the beach with the fisherman’s daughter
Sittin’ in this car makes me want to shout
words
And call things by their name
Like racism and bigotry
And scapegoating blame
Prescription pills, oil spills
Unpaid bills, dog whistles
Thoughts
Mixed & Mastered by:Jeff Silverman at Palette Music Studio Productions (MSP)Mount Juliet Nashville,
down to your letter
Try and think of ways to give a reply
But just stand disconnected from the pen and paper
And the words just keep on passing me by
& the glass pipe
She gets most of her meals from a Baptist Church
And sleeps under a bridge out by the race track
Well, she talks tough and thinks softly
"Make
dress
Money coming by the load, get it, spend it, then repeat that
On God, I would die for anybody in the squad
(Dipset, Dipset, bitch)
Die for
With "I Love Jennie" painted in bright green
Hey, that's my Uncle Bill there by the courthouse
He'll be lowering the flag when the sun goes down
This
nobody did me no favors, yeah
Bills due, rents late, lights off, can't see in this bitch
Fuck all that friend shit
The friendships were last year, ain't
Hill tell him
I was trynna be a player still on my Bill Bellamy
But she couldn't understand
'Cause everytime we go out we go out with a bang
She just
farmer, genuine son of the South
And the water's high and the bills are, too, and levy tumbling down
Daddy owed the banker man
We were drowning before
you not with me trying to eat
Than let's go our separate ways
How the fuck y'all niggas chill
When y'all behind on bills?
I made enough to take
When you're walking by my side
I don't need no penthouse view
When I could stare at you all night
With you wrapped around my arm right here
Got me
the final say
No matter what the bills may say
Jehovah has the final say
(I have) I have no reason to fear
(I have) I have no reason to fear
(The
Haters say I’m whack, paint me as that one villain
But I’ll be nice longer than they gon’ be unwilling nigga!
Now I’m only chasing bills hard
You won’t
suicidal cause you gotta do all that time
That's you
Spending all of your money on beer and blunts,
And ain't got nothing on your bills come the first
Hill tell him
I was trynna be a player still on my Bill Bellamy
But she couldn't understand
'Cause everytime we go out we go out with a bang
She just
on snorkeling
Walk by my hotel room door and
I'm sure you hear us bone and probably came the moment
And fuck a maid keeping knocking reorienting
She give me
my mission is to chill
I'n'i think 'bout the vibes and not about the dollar bill
I been busy on my rhymes, put some on a layaway
What makes me happy
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky
Spark the izm, my expertism, is
long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
I
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