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all emotion bottle up way deep down in my thought
Searching for an exorcist to free my mind and run it off
Spending time in studio, studying

mad
Pop that bottle as I reminisce 
The good times with the ones that I surely miss
Even though you’re gone your memory lives on 
They say the good die

Whiskey woman lives on the far side of town
Sure has calmed down since I met her
I drop by to say hello now and then
Remember when things were better

know it was easy for you to want me dead
The only someone that gets me is the one that puts me on edge
It's the alcohol
Half of the bottle is drowned by

it back to the cracker
(bust) now you ain't supposed to get
Hypnotized by this shit (no)
'Cause you gon' live through all
The shit that I spit (yeah)

beaten by my friends, brother, sister an dad
Shit was hard growing up if you ain't born with a plan
I had to buck up, got up off my ass started chasing

i'ma stop 'em
Gettin' reckless off narcotics
Clonidine I forgot 'em
Feelin' every time I swallow
I just finished off a bottle
Live my life in full

veins 
Hmmph?
So you seekin to find answers at bottom of bottle
Don't you know thats how grandaddy past 
Grippin' on flask
Reminisce on shit that don't

in your arms

And someday we'll buy a bed for two
Kiss you softly every morning, too
Oh, what I'd give to wake up next to you

There's so much of you

a week or two
I got green bills to pay
But I like my cheddar bleu
Stumble around my room
Drunk, looking thru the sock drawer
Eviction notice
Slides under

If you want to write well
Then live
You gotta make experiences
Hit with a right well until the opposition desists
I sold my soul out
So I don't got

Ten and two, hands on the wheel with precision
To Navigate the world that we live in
Had to make it turn real
Truth hurts
It was written

spoons
Get down and wet her whistle
You ain't never been surrounded by some
Rich kids up at Vandy
Broke a beer bottle and chase them bitches
All the way

Intro:
Yeah man
It's about time we live our motherfuckin' youth and have fun like us motherfuckers do
Yeah 
Get ready from yours truly
All White G

One time for my Rebels in the BackWoods 
Two times for the ones rocking Blue Collar
Three times for ones out in Turkey Ridge
And REST in Peace Pawpaw

friends for life which doesn't mean much if you don't live through the night
Bottle of red that'll go to your head and you wake up in the morning with your

diner scheming lunch at Nautilus
Wine by the bottle, I'm living right now
Even if it's a second left
Tried to live right
On the second time, shit went

as a couple when you're an equal, you're equal
You need to find a balance to live uniquely and peaceful
I have a baby now, I'm creating the sequel
This life is

from young Ishmael
Lights, camera, action
2am in the backseat behind sunglasses
Pour some Rembrandt on your ma, she a Rembrandt now
Frame her all the way

pretended not to know him
Power hanging by a thread, she lives with the
Sword of Damocles grazing her neck
And she will guard what she has earned with feral

know what I'm saying
I was really in the field
I should really have a medal
I really loved da forty five but the thirty eight was special
Two guns one

Your Eyes Final Lyrics

Verse 1:
Living in the moment fuck looking back in hindsight
Do it by myself im done with all your guidelines
You can join in

(still)
I still (still)
I still
I do what I feel bruh
Gotta get it how you live bruh
Popping bottles at the crib first
Then make the bar run out of liquor

like the day's sun
A1, been the greatest since we begun
Never die, remain high, the mantra
Young Sinatra, raised by the mobsters
All I know is we living