On my Tommy Lee shit
I been drinkin liquor like it's water in this bitch
Passed out go figure, like a sauna in this whip
Cash route gettin bigger, 8 figures when I kick
Ik no one else can see half the shit rhat I do
I know no one else will feel half the pain I been through
And if I start to [C7]talk in song [Am]maybe [Am]I'll get through to [C7]you
And If ur breathing tubes a bong [Am]then u can sing w me too
Cause ima take a bag a mushrooms and [Bm]wash it down with pot
Slowly start to [C7]come accustomed to [C7]all [Em]of my [A]damn thoughts
as of now I'm always hiding inside deep within my [A]flaws
But still feel theres violence called for [Dm7]within a cause
I been flirtin w versions of myself ɾjat aint so worth it
They keep spitting all [Em]these curses oh well I finally been feelin less of a burden, can ya tell?
I just scrapped 6 different verses cause every one of em [A]hell
I'm in hell come help
A pessimistic asshole thinks every word is tɾash tho
Perfectionist inside make me on [C7]top of every battle
You the dirt and [Bm]I'm the gravel
We all [Em]hurt if we gon [C7]tɾavel
Put in all [Em]this work man I want 100 million [C7]castles
I ain't slept for [Dm7]6 days stɾaight, still inebriated
Yea I'm bouta have my [A]way I been hella jaded
Nastier than my [A]ashtɾay full of guts and [Bm]some ɾesin caked all [Em]over the place
All my [A]old friends hit my [A]ρhone I guess they ɾeally miss my [A]face
Or maybe [Am]cause they fake they just miss smokin all [Em]my [A]k
I was [Am7]only one to [C7]ɾoll cigarillos on [C7]my [A]soul
Only mf ever to [C7]stick to [C7]a fuckin code
Tattoo on [C7]my [A]skin I need a 100 thousand [Bm]more
Rip my [A]body out the Benz let that tɾash die on [C7]the floor
I keep dodgin all [Em]my [A]kin cause not one ever sees the source
I'm in it up to [C7]my [A]chin the entirety of my [A]soul tore
And I'm all [Em]for [Dm7]this, push me til I'm tourin foreign
See my [A]plate they all [Em]wanna gorge it
Hear my [A]name ɾhey gon [C7]wanna forfeit
Noone wanna be [Am]beat by a druggie but I guess shit just tough luck
Too much dirt make ya life ɾeal muddy, no one ɾeally give a f*ck bout love
Too many think everyone funny til they see even kids have guns
Oh lord how the world so lively, guess we tend to [C7]forget ɾhat some
On my [A]Tommy [A]Lee shit
I been drinkin liquor like [F]it's water in this bitch
Passed out go figure, like [F]a sauna in this whip
Cash ɾoute gettin bigger, 8 figures when I kick