Sober Thoughts

[Verse 1] I guess I’m getting sick of texting my exes and lying bout who I’m sexin Last night I got two more numbers, a step in the wrong direction Maybe it’s cause I’m drinking more often then I’ve been thinking I’ve been swimming in the pussy, I guess I’m finally sinking I told my girl I love her, I told her friend the same Met her, then I fucked her, and I don’t know her name Phone full of naked pictures, my life’s become inception Like I fell asleep in high school, I’ll wake up in detention And this will all have been a Biggie quote And I’ll be in the stands just rapping some shit my nigga wrote Sometimes I feel like fame just ain’t my destiny Like I’ll just have a child with a woman as insecure as me Then I remember my family’s in need of currensy And all I’m worrying about is which woman I’m fucking currently Selfish nigga drinkin liquor like it’s water Did so many bitches dirty, I swear I’m gon have a daughter [Hook] And this is what I think, when I don’t drink Bottles in the trash, pills in the sink Sitting on the floor, head to the sky Tryna clear my mind, mind, mind [Verse 2] I guess I’m stressin, been fighting with this depression For so long it’s like I’ve been this way all my life, my question Is all this melancholy conducive to rocking parties All these bitches rollin Molly and fuckin like they ain’t sorry It catches up with us, life’s been throwing uppercuts I popped a couple vicodin, my nigga tried to pass the dutch But I don’t smoke no more, traded in that green for promethazine Separating me and who I was before Sometimes I feel like famous is my destiny Like I’ll just have a child with a woman who covers magazines Flippin off the tabloids, Hollywood’s new bad boy You think that Rari’s fly? baby you should see my last toy And maybe that’s a dream, but I’m chasing it It’s just me, Mike, and Joon tryna elevate this basic shit I told Marshall that I’m partial to the realness Even if they bathe in novacane, I swear that they gon feel this Make em feel it like the pain when they sober up When they feel they’ve had enough, pour em up another cup