Lemme just get a rum and coke, man... yeah, Bacardi's cool
You all right man?
Nah, man, but it is what it is
You wanna talk about it?
Nah... well... actually
I got some news today, tore me up, made me feel some type of way
Wasn't ready for it, thought I had a chance to prep
You know, like the Bats wit' the belt and shit
Not a chance, she hit me wit' it, bro
All this time, she never love me though
Which got me a little confused
Cause yesterday, she was singing the blues
Talkin' bout she waited for someone like me
I been thinkin' for months I to make her wifey
Now my man's tellin' me she been behind my back
And went and had fun with friends and him and them at that
Now I'm sitting here, sipping on this drink, chillin' in this bar
My man on stage playing that guitar
What's that? A Gibson Les Paul?
That's gotta be the '69, pickups and all
Used to wanna own one of them was I was younger
Before all this love bullshit took over
But yeah, man, just like that, months and months gone
Down the drain, rat-a-tat-tat
Guess I don't mean shit, f*ck it up
Everybody always trying gas me, suck it up
Sitting here throwing misery on your shoes
You get enough of this bullshit, payin' dues
But I mean I'mma tip you big
So what the f*ck you gotta lose
Damn, you drained that glass already. You need something else?
Yeah, just gimme another and make it double
Here's the shit I don't understand man
Got something good, I follow all the plans man
Relationship guides and Cosmo and Maxim
I'm askin' what the f*ck am I lackin, captain
Supposed to be the big man on campus, bro
I was bout to fly her out to the Hamptons, bro
Thought I was supposed to be like Kanye
Without the red hat and the bleached blonde babe
But nah, y'all just don't see the genius
Shit I'll be back, I gotta drain this penis
F*ck
It's like nobody really understands
We was supposed to last a lifetime with these plans
F*ck, did I do that rhyme already?
Lemme lean up against this wall, can't hold myself steady
They be like you attractive with a great smile
But the smile don't mean shit if she ain't mine
F*ck I'm dizzy, I need another drink
Maybe two or three till I can't even think
Cause all I'm seeing is her f*ckin' face
And them pretty eyes that lit up my day
Drinking the pain away
Hey bartender, lemme get about three more
I'm trying get so f*cked up I can't see the floor, bro
No. You're done
Man... f*ck you. I'mma go play in traffic or some shit. F*ck this bar... and f*ck your
Tip. Hey but you good on the guitar my dude
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Lemme just get a rum and coke, man... yeah, Bacardi's cool
You all right man?
Nah, man, but it is what it is
You wanna talk about it?
Nah... well... actually
I got some news today, tore me up, made me feel some type of way
Wasn't ready for it, thought I had a chance to prep
You know, like the Bats wit' the belt and shit
Not a chance, she hit me wit' it, bro
All this time, she never love me though
Which got me a little confused
Cause yesterday, she was singing the blues
Talkin' bout she waited for someone like me
I been thinkin' for months I to make her wifey
Now my man's tellin' me she been behind my back
And went and had fun with friends and him and them at that
Now I'm sitting here, sipping on this drink, chillin' in this bar
My man on stage playing that guitar
What's that? A Gibson Les Paul?
That's gotta be the '69, pickups and all
Used to wanna own one of them was I was younger
Before all this love bullshit took over
But yeah, man, just like that, months and months gone
Down the drain, rat-a-tat-tat
Guess I don't mean shit, f*ck it up
Everybody always trying gas me, suck it up
Sitting here throwing misery on your shoes
You get enough of this bullshit, payin' dues
But I mean I'mma tip you big
So what the f*ck you gotta lose
Damn, you drained that glass already. You need something else?
Yeah, just gimme another and make it double
Here's the shit I don't understand man
Got something good, I follow all the plans man
Relationship guides and Cosmo and Maxim
I'm askin' what the f*ck am I lackin, captain
Supposed to be the big man on campus, bro
I was bout to fly her out to the Hamptons, bro
Thought I was supposed to be like Kanye
Without the red hat and the bleached blonde babe
But nah, y'all just don't see the genius
Shit I'll be back, I gotta drain this penis
F*ck
It's like nobody really understands
We was supposed to last a lifetime with these plans
F*ck, did I do that rhyme already?
Lemme lean up against this wall, can't hold myself steady
They be like you attractive with a great smile
But the smile don't mean shit if she ain't mine
F*ck I'm dizzy, I need another drink
Maybe two or three till I can't even think
Cause all I'm seeing is her f*ckin' face
And them pretty eyes that lit up my day
Drinking the pain away
Hey bartender, lemme get about three more
I'm trying get so f*cked up I can't see the floor, bro
No. You're done
Man... f*ck you. I'mma go play in traffic or some shit. F*ck this bar... and f*ck your
Tip. Hey but you good on the guitar my dude
You all right man?
Nah, man, but it is what it is
You wanna talk about it?
Nah... well... actually
I got some news today, tore me up, made me feel some type of way
Wasn't ready for it, thought I had a chance to prep
You know, like the Bats wit' the belt and shit
Not a chance, she hit me wit' it, bro
All this time, she never love me though
Which got me a little confused
Cause yesterday, she was singing the blues
Talkin' bout she waited for someone like me
I been thinkin' for months I to make her wifey
Now my man's tellin' me she been behind my back
And went and had fun with friends and him and them at that
Now I'm sitting here, sipping on this drink, chillin' in this bar
My man on stage playing that guitar
What's that? A Gibson Les Paul?
That's gotta be the '69, pickups and all
Used to wanna own one of them was I was younger
Before all this love bullshit took over
But yeah, man, just like that, months and months gone
Down the drain, rat-a-tat-tat
Guess I don't mean shit, f*ck it up
Everybody always trying gas me, suck it up
Sitting here throwing misery on your shoes
You get enough of this bullshit, payin' dues
But I mean I'mma tip you big
So what the f*ck you gotta lose
Damn, you drained that glass already. You need something else?
Yeah, just gimme another and make it double
Here's the shit I don't understand man
Got something good, I follow all the plans man
Relationship guides and Cosmo and Maxim
I'm askin' what the f*ck am I lackin, captain
Supposed to be the big man on campus, bro
I was bout to fly her out to the Hamptons, bro
Thought I was supposed to be like Kanye
Without the red hat and the bleached blonde babe
But nah, y'all just don't see the genius
Shit I'll be back, I gotta drain this penis
F*ck
It's like nobody really understands
We was supposed to last a lifetime with these plans
F*ck, did I do that rhyme already?
Lemme lean up against this wall, can't hold myself steady
They be like you attractive with a great smile
But the smile don't mean shit if she ain't mine
F*ck I'm dizzy, I need another drink
Maybe two or three till I can't even think
Cause all I'm seeing is her f*ckin' face
And them pretty eyes that lit up my day
Drinking the pain away
Hey bartender, lemme get about three more
I'm trying get so f*cked up I can't see the floor, bro
No. You're done
Man... f*ck you. I'mma go play in traffic or some shit. F*ck this bar... and f*ck your
Tip. Hey but you good on the guitar my dude
Writer: Warren Stallworth
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