
Poseidon Chino XL And Playalitical
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[Hook: Chino XL]
Sometimes I get so high (so high)
So high that I can't feel my face
Sometimes I wish I'd just die (just die)
So it could take away this pain
Sometimes I close my eyes
While I'm drivin 'bout a hundred-and-five
Open my ride, just flip off the side
This Jack Daniels, is he in my mind?
[Chino XL]
Sometimes I wish I woulda, chosen another path
Mighta made more math, mighta got mo' ass
Maybe I shouldn't, work so hard on every rap
I mighta got the write-off for right out Aftermath
I shatter grasp when it come to paragraphs
Real talent battle last, holdin heavy talons that'll blast
Scowl that I ask when it come to other cats
That of stolen flows, instead he gettin swole cash
I cross paths with a lot of dudes that know that
Line for line, Chino will put 'em inside a bloodbath (f'real)
I been locked in the box with the riff-raff
What if then Posieden decidin my jam's not that
Sometimes I feel so numb
Realizin that the world will only see me as a hoodlum
Sometimes for weeks I don't even see the sun
Sometimes I baptize myself in holy water and rum; I'm done
Sometimes I get so high (so high)
So high that I can't feel my face
Sometimes I wish I'd just die (just die)
So it could take away this pain
Sometimes I close my eyes
While I'm drivin 'bout a hundred-and-five
Open my ride, just flip off the side
This Jack Daniels, is he in my mind?
[Chino XL]
Sometimes I wish I woulda, chosen another path
Mighta made more math, mighta got mo' ass
Maybe I shouldn't, work so hard on every rap
I mighta got the write-off for right out Aftermath
I shatter grasp when it come to paragraphs
Real talent battle last, holdin heavy talons that'll blast
Scowl that I ask when it come to other cats
That of stolen flows, instead he gettin swole cash
I cross paths with a lot of dudes that know that
Line for line, Chino will put 'em inside a bloodbath (f'real)
I been locked in the box with the riff-raff
What if then Posieden decidin my jam's not that
Sometimes I feel so numb
Realizin that the world will only see me as a hoodlum
Sometimes for weeks I don't even see the sun
Sometimes I baptize myself in holy water and rum; I'm done
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