[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 fucking suckly, perfectly sloppy
Look at the Cosby's, if you want proof of the putting, the 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]
Ladies and gentleman, now introducing
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