
Hazard To Myself Illy (Ft. Sir The Baptist)
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[Chorus 1: Sir the Baptist]
I guess I got my problems, so what's one more bottle
Cos I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
I've had my chances, but I can't break these habits
Guess I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
[Verse 1: Illy]
I gotta bench myself just to wake myself
Or I drink myself into hating myself
Again, yeah, enable myself again
Rehab coming up around the bend
Like, welcome, come on through
Seems a quiet drink's never one or two
I know your friends think you're the bad influence
But you think they're one on you, well, true that
But, right now, I'm a few rounds in
So, bitch, don't kill my vibe
Like my plans just like my Jamesons
You could just put them on ice
Look I heard what time the bar closed
Don't have to tell me twice
And all these bad decisions seem fine
Without hindsight on my side, okay, alright
[Chorus 1: Sir the Baptist]
I guess I got my problems, so what's one more bottle
Cos I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
I've had my chances, but I can't break these habits
Guess I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
I guess I got my problems, so what's one more bottle
Cos I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
I've had my chances, but I can't break these habits
Guess I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
[Verse 1: Illy]
I gotta bench myself just to wake myself
Or I drink myself into hating myself
Again, yeah, enable myself again
Rehab coming up around the bend
Like, welcome, come on through
Seems a quiet drink's never one or two
I know your friends think you're the bad influence
But you think they're one on you, well, true that
But, right now, I'm a few rounds in
So, bitch, don't kill my vibe
Like my plans just like my Jamesons
You could just put them on ice
Look I heard what time the bar closed
Don't have to tell me twice
And all these bad decisions seem fine
Without hindsight on my side, okay, alright
[Chorus 1: Sir the Baptist]
I guess I got my problems, so what's one more bottle
Cos I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
I've had my chances, but I can't break these habits
Guess I don't need nobody else, I'm a hazard to myself
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