Weak Stomach

Coming on 4 years since my father died

Sometimes I wish it was a homicide

Make the pain a little easier to understand

Self inflicted wounds be the symptom

... in my pockets on a regular night

I ain't smoking regular now

Faintest numbers I let my sailor now

Funny how the more respected I get

The more I'm in doubt with the self loathing

Designer brand frequent on my clothe

Flashing and I'm like word

I see that it lies... try to make me happy

Well it seem like everything that I could go

Only may attack me

I mean my heart got scars

I'm at my last dollar man

I've been in the pocket line

Balled out, sipping the high life

Contemplating taking my life

My vice's has always been try to mimic my father

And his decisions but

Like I just got in the same collisions I know

These loud crowds I get petrified

So excuse me if I step aside

I always had a weak stomach

I puked that night

I was staring at the stars on the roof that night

Hey, and I always had a weak stomach

I've been out here try to chill

But drama keep coming

Keep coming

But drama keep coming

Man I always had a weak stomach

Signing to a major label

Was always favor we didn't bank on

The table at my house got a drink on it

Alcoholic ambition to try and ease the pain

I ain't had no father figure to try and teach me man

16 years old on the road to VOP

Reminiscing that he was under my seat

I guess I had something to prove prolly

The child ain't got nothing to lose

Vodka and dues

And I'm balling to my... to the bad minimal

On the borderline of being a criminal

Becoming a byproduct all my homies were product for sale

In and out of jail and order intel

Mary inside the speaker while we but it out on Georgia

Sitting in the back what it get look

For the four... in last week, and we ain't sober

Then I saw pimping the pullover

I always had a weak stomach

I puked that night

I was hanging out the window trying to shoot that night

Hey, and I always had a weak stomach

I've been out here try to chill

But drama keep coming

Keep coming

The drama keep coming

And I always had a weak stomach

But fuck that!

Ain't no time for a sickness when you're trying to get it

And all the time in this prison is spent finding a prison

A way to time one way to fly in a colorful vision

Carry on tradition to everyone who came from the digits

Rose from the dunk with that stain on

Some... hang themselves with the wrong halo

That's why I lay low

Now understand me

I stare at a screen

And watch that all it takes

Sit by myself and smoke so much weed that it looks

It's like... was a lot

But one thing it is not is rewind

So I pretend C4

And my standards never lower

Cause I became what they said I wouldn't and I wanted more

Dear lord save me from this stakes

Cause... like boredom

Old friends from my doors

In the streets till ignores

Landlord in the... told me I can't afford it

I'm three months late

Feel like a pregnant woman this chorus

Cause of my weak stomach

I always had a weak stomach

I puked that night

I was contemplating telling you the truth that night

Hey, and I always had a weak stomach

I've been out here try to chill

But drama keep coming

Keep coming

The drama keep coming

Man I always had a weak stomach