Last night I was all over it
Now I'm much more sober and I'm thinking
Drink at 4 in the morning
I take a hit
Bacardí running down your face like an idiot
Wonder if I'm addicted a little bit
Daddy knew that my genes lean towards the habit
Last night I was all over it
Now I'm much more sober and I'm thinking
Get all of this smoke down
Receive a vision
Demon from my background
He pays a visit
Whenever you're not around
I get a feeling
Slave to the habit now
And I've been stealing
Jesus ain't around now
He doesn't get it
He doesn't get it
He doesn't get it
Waking up in the morning to cigarettes
Roll out of bed with a pounding in my head
Take a look in the mirror
I look like shit
Now I'm trying to remember what you said
I don't know better
Momma always said I was a go getter
You're one to talk
Hoping this is just an overreaction
Everything I'm dealing with is just a fraction
I can feel my brain splitting into factions
All I ever do is lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action
If I gave you the wings would you fly with me
Get high with me
Touch the sky with me
Would you hesitate
Look me in my eyes and see trust
Look to the sky like "free us"
See no shackles
Live life on the high
No DL like nose tackles
See they so backwards
They don't move forward
See they own dreams
And never move towards it
It's clear
You're losing power like a loose cord
It's a dirty dance but I got the moves for it
It's much more than a two-step
I'm hand stitched
I'm much more than a crew neck
MAC that's the new set
Boy, what do you rep
Last night I was all over it
Now I'm much more sober and I'm thinking
You're one to talk
I don't know better
You're one to talk