Drinking Sessions

Yeah, yeah

I got these ideas, I got a lot on my mind and it's so hard to put 'em in a lot of songs, I try to put 'em all in one, you know

Just what I'm feeling, what I'm going through

I've been drinking so please bear with me

Eyes wide shut, barely eating, tryna get my game on

Played it too cool, almost like I froze, had to put my flame on

All the while watch em X me out

Magazine cover motherfucker, I ain't tripping my flow

[?] and maybe they'll listen to me when they sixty

Breaking some bread down, treat it like the Last Supper

Toast to all the time we were po' but still we had one another

Hoppin' in/out of shuttles, I'ma be big momma

I'ma get rich momma, I'm sorry I ain't got a wife or kids momma

But look what I did momma

Got a house that I barely can stay in

A car I barely can drive

I'd be a liar if I said getting money didn't make me feel alive

Hustling, arguing about who’s better than I in tweets

But what does it matter when a new artist come out like every week?

And the label all on they nutsack, good for them, keep sucking

Most rappers'll bend over for you, but me?

Bitch I'm not for fucking, over

I'd be the biggest star, they told me

Signed my name on that line and when I die, that's when it's over

Moving on to the set, I was just a talented black kid

But to them, I was like a check

Another five years of slaving and then it's on to the next

I was tryna be what I envisioned as a child

A king ain't a man of God when ain't no church in the wild

Shit been fucked up 'cause they don't talk about Christ

Everybody trying to die young but who gon' talk about life?

I pull that card Good Lawd, Confederate flag shit so flawed

They used to fly it like pilots and burn crosses in our yards

I can't get with ya if you with that whistling Dixie want that old time back

But niggas got a hundred rounds and automatics so we ain't having that

I ain't promoting no violence, it's people out here been wilding

So much that you can get gunned down just for being happy and smiling

Ain't no hotline worth dialing to say the world needs help

We too busy filling our needs that we might kill us ourselves

I got my gumption from my granny, had a dream about her like last night

She held me tight and told me, "Little one, everything gon' be alright"

My mind playing tricks on me, but I needed that there

In a world where I feel all alone sometimes I'm needing her care

It's hard to share my insecurities so I medicate, I mean meditate

And pray to God for a second chance, for Heaven's sake

I'm just waiting on a sign or two

Like what I'ma do when my heart get rusty and tired

And it ain't shining through, and I think about death a lot

My father scared of dying, I can relate, I call him before every flight

In case it ain't meant for flying, I can't hold it back, can't control these tears

I mean after all these years I'm still the kid writing poems, too shy

To eat in the cafeteria, I'm two cups in and three shots away

I don't give a fuck about any of the shit I didn't have to say

Lord knows, it's hard to see the truth with your eyes closed

It's hard to protect your feelings when you so exposed

Yeah, I'm so exposed

I'm so exposed

So exposed

I let it all slip away

And now all I can say

Is here's a toast to a better day

And the love that will come and stay

Oh God, oh God, oh God, wherever you are, yeah

I call your name near and far

Oh, oh God, oh God, wherever you are, yeah

I call your name near and far

I'm so exposed

I'm so exposed

I'm so exposed

I'm so exposed

Oh God, oh God

Oh God, oh God

Oh yeah...