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Alcoholic Anonymous Video (MV)




Performed By: Saeso
Length: 3:03
Written by: Jonathan Bolds




Saeso - Alcoholic Anonymous Lyrics




Someone said i give em that drake feelin'
And on one hand, that's such a great feelin'
Other hand really just tryna stay original
Emotion based rap its really hard to try to feel different
I'm numb inside, the feels missin', tried to cover all my bases but the fields missing
Away game in home cities like the feels different
Phoning just to keep in touch, just make me feel distance
Homies said they ridin' til the wheels fall off
I went 90 in a 60 and they all dipped off
Tried to call em on they're bull, but then they still wont get off
We on the phone validating all the things i recall
And they don't think i need support cause they believe im a star
For some reason using cover art, to cover my scars
Theres some names i do not mention, cause i loved and i lost
Saeso be writing murders, but he always getting off
Im invited out to bar, like im 21, folks joke but do not find it funny now im onto something
Ive been taking more and more shots, feel like im on or something
New stakes, bout to hit my prime, im bout to jordan something
God the only one that's good, all else is just good for nothing
Drummond in the post, im bangin' beats and these the repercussions
Moonlight sonatas, i be writin' i assembled something
Beanie Seigal, or Phil Collins, either way you gonna feel it comin
Still much i dont trust yet, want a woman, but no woman but my mom that i trust yet
Hot and cold, often often worry bout what fits
Hockey rink cool, still aint nothin' to puck wit
F's on reports, when my ex changed the subject
Makes sense, im an actor, that's what special FX get
Acceptance from this world, will have you wondering what's next?
Til you stiff up in your coffin, only time you win best dressed, what now
I might go wolfgang, puck up in this pressure cooka'
1000 verses, you gone push me, ima press and cook ya'
And this that type ah, this that type ah, that dont need no hook ah
Life is more exhausting living ways you know you shouldn't
Heard some great musicians often thought about quittin'
But the pen wont let em go so they sentence is quentin
Millersville aint where im rooted, but it groomed some commitments
Black thoughts be poppin up due to spotty decisions
But
Beauty in the struggle, learn to use my muscle, independent but a monster
I will never settle, time to get the shovel, bury all my pride and the instrumentals
Head bangers, know im always extra mental
Last girl said im never sentimental, think i am, but im only towards a pencil
I get in my feelings, hit with mad conviction
Sentences for a doctor
Physician got prescriptions, i dont ever listen, something happened to my chakras
This is feeling awkward, malcolm in the middle, do or die, like who shot ya?
Credles like Milan, in here like salons, elevating music Jay-z with solange
You wont see it comin', back out from garage
Please do not step to mi casa
No quiero estoy problemas
None of you are speaking my language, i promise
I am more frank than Sinatra
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Someone said i give em that drake feelin'
And on one hand, that's such a great feelin'
Other hand really just tryna stay original
Emotion based rap its really hard to try to feel different
I'm numb inside, the feels missin', tried to cover all my bases but the fields missing
Away game in home cities like the feels different
Phoning just to keep in touch, just make me feel distance
Homies said they ridin' til the wheels fall off
I went 90 in a 60 and they all dipped off
Tried to call em on they're bull, but then they still wont get off
We on the phone validating all the things i recall
And they don't think i need support cause they believe im a star
For some reason using cover art, to cover my scars
Theres some names i do not mention, cause i loved and i lost
Saeso be writing murders, but he always getting off
Im invited out to bar, like im 21, folks joke but do not find it funny now im onto something
Ive been taking more and more shots, feel like im on or something
New stakes, bout to hit my prime, im bout to jordan something
God the only one that's good, all else is just good for nothing
Drummond in the post, im bangin' beats and these the repercussions
Moonlight sonatas, i be writin' i assembled something
Beanie Seigal, or Phil Collins, either way you gonna feel it comin
Still much i dont trust yet, want a woman, but no woman but my mom that i trust yet
Hot and cold, often often worry bout what fits
Hockey rink cool, still aint nothin' to puck wit
F's on reports, when my ex changed the subject
Makes sense, im an actor, that's what special FX get
Acceptance from this world, will have you wondering what's next?
Til you stiff up in your coffin, only time you win best dressed, what now
I might go wolfgang, puck up in this pressure cooka'
1000 verses, you gone push me, ima press and cook ya'
And this that type ah, this that type ah, that dont need no hook ah
Life is more exhausting living ways you know you shouldn't
Heard some great musicians often thought about quittin'
But the pen wont let em go so they sentence is quentin
Millersville aint where im rooted, but it groomed some commitments
Black thoughts be poppin up due to spotty decisions
But
Beauty in the struggle, learn to use my muscle, independent but a monster
I will never settle, time to get the shovel, bury all my pride and the instrumentals
Head bangers, know im always extra mental
Last girl said im never sentimental, think i am, but im only towards a pencil
I get in my feelings, hit with mad conviction
Sentences for a doctor
Physician got prescriptions, i dont ever listen, something happened to my chakras
This is feeling awkward, malcolm in the middle, do or die, like who shot ya?
Credles like Milan, in here like salons, elevating music Jay-z with solange
You wont see it comin', back out from garage
Please do not step to mi casa
No quiero estoy problemas
None of you are speaking my language, i promise
I am more frank than Sinatra
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Writer: Jonathan Bolds
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