[Intro]
Too much to drink
[Verse 1]
I'm sendin' drunk texts, you probably think I want sex
Don't take the contents of this convo out of context
But I'm beyond stressed, life is so complex
Mind has been in shambles since I scrambled out my moms nest
Granny died and I ain't been the same like Vietnam vets
Time and time again I hit you up, but you respond less
I feel as if you got too complacent with this relationship
'Cause as of late you only do the basic shit
It's probably been a month since the last time we fucked
But if I say you fuckin' someone else then I got issues
You nеver ever noticе when I do do good
Instead, you direct your focus on all of my miscues
You drivin' me to drink
And got me thinkin' thoughts that I should never think
You bad as hell, but your attitude stink
It's like I conjure up these words and when I finally get the nerve
To tell you I always spew 'em in the sink (Uh)
So much for liquid courage
[Spoken]
Damn, bruh, it's like, sometimes I love you
It's like, the other times I hate you (Shut up), for real, haha
I mean, I know it's fucked up, but, I mean, it's just real shit, yup
Too much to drink
[Verse 1]
I'm sendin' drunk texts, you probably think I want sex
Don't take the contents of this convo out of context
But I'm beyond stressed, life is so complex
Mind has been in shambles since I scrambled out my moms nest
Granny died and I ain't been the same like Vietnam vets
Time and time again I hit you up, but you respond less
I feel as if you got too complacent with this relationship
'Cause as of late you only do the basic shit
It's probably been a month since the last time we fucked
But if I say you fuckin' someone else then I got issues
You nеver ever noticе when I do do good
Instead, you direct your focus on all of my miscues
You drivin' me to drink
And got me thinkin' thoughts that I should never think
You bad as hell, but your attitude stink
It's like I conjure up these words and when I finally get the nerve
To tell you I always spew 'em in the sink (Uh)
So much for liquid courage
[Spoken]
Damn, bruh, it's like, sometimes I love you
It's like, the other times I hate you (Shut up), for real, haha
I mean, I know it's fucked up, but, I mean, it's just real shit, yup
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