[Hook] (x4)

Time after time, all of my life

I'm back on my bullshit

[Bridge]

Someone give me that fucking bottle

We gon' let em know what's happening

7-0-1 time, right?

[Verse 1]

Pour the liquor up, tell me what the fuck- am I gonna do now?

Can I sober up? Never get enough, everybody laughing when I fall down

Never picked me up so where the fuck were you?

I swear to god, I killed it somehow trusting you

But time and time again, you tell me nothing new

Is this the ugliness we all somehow approve

Jump around and move an ounce or pound or two

Your mom's so proud of you, you found it nothing new

The roundabout of truth has always sounded cool

So mix the absolute of fucking Mountain Dew

I burn so many bridges all the fucking time

Pyromaniac of love and compromise

I swear to fucking god, I'm out my fucking mind

I'd rather kill myself but I ain't got the time

[Bridge]

Time... time... time

I ain't got the fucking time

[Hook] (x4)

Time after time, all of my life

I'm back on my bullshit

[Verse 2]

Bonez, what happened to you, man? You used to be so cool

Everybody loved you, what the fuck you gon' do?

Not a goddamn thing, I don't care

Give a fuck about em? Stop right there

Living how I wanna, don't come there

Friends are like piranhas, that's not fair

How could it not be? Stop with the talking

All of it falls, so people buy proxy

Now can you not see, one of em crossed me?

No bother trusting em, making em not breathe

Weakness is costly, somebody stop me

Ya'll [?], perfectly sloppy

Look at the Cosby's, if you want proof of the pudding that people are naturally toxic

Crack a bottle to keep up the focus, the goal is to drown out emotion

Any notion of closes is quickly corroded by mixing potions of vodka, henny and sodas

Look at what we became and look at what they told us, then sold us

One shot to you might be a little bit of rain but to me it could be an entire fucking ocean

[Hook] (x4)

Time after time, all of my life

I'm back on my bullshit(x2)

[Verse 3]

Give me the liquor, no, give me the bottle

Latter the coke and then bring in the models, hoes

Living today because fuck the tomorrow, oh

Drinking with Jigga with all sorrow, lord

Listening to me is like running into a building on fire but nobody's in there to rescue you

You're wasting to your time on the lire for hire so pay me more money and give it a trial

To find out your purpose is worthless

Eventually, one day we all will expire

Into the fire, shadow the grave

And why did you lie? What did you say?

Are these just random ramblings of someone fucked up? Luck's up, done

Or is something really there, tell me that you care, show me how much: none

[Outro]

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