Yelawolf & DJ Paul
Pour Out My Drink (For The Homies)
[Intro: DJ Paul]
Ay mane, say mane... shit crazy as hell out here. So much crazy shit goin' on in the streets man, it's like a n***a a prisoner in his own home, you know I'm sayin'? Can't really be out like that. Fucking world is nutty as fuck. I just locked myself in the house with these goddamn pill bottles, this motherfuckin' alcohol, and I'ma have me a good motherfuckin' time by my goddamn self - fuck 'em!
[Chorus: Davis]
All these drugs
In my veins
Made me pour out my drink
Pour out my drink
For the homies
For the homies
Pour out my drink
Pour out my drink for the homies
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Drownin' in this Jack, drinkin' out the same bottle
We livin' for today, don't give a fuck about tomorrow
It's burnin' еvery swallow, got my pinky in this dollar
I'm all over the road, bеhind the wheel in this Impala
My father had a problem, in his footsteps I follow
I pop another pill, then I go pop my collar
See this is how we live, way down in the bottom
We chief, chief, chief, chief till all our teeth is rotten
To all my drug users, let's just take an Oxycotton
I do it for my overdosers, dead and forgotten
A piece of meth by myself in this bedroom
When nothin's left put the pistol to my head - boom!
[Chorus: Davis]
All these drugs
In my veins
Made me pour out my drink
Pour out my drink
For the homies
For the homies
Pour out my drink
Pour out my drink for the homies
[Bridge: Yelawolf]
Pour out a drink for 'em, yeah
[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
If I had a drink to pour I probably would, yeah
But I drink so much that I ain't got a drop to give - I'ma glush
My drug use is my drug hope, it's a tug rope
Half of me's dyin' to live, half of me's done though
I'm just an addict addicted to love and mental sickness
Throw out my hands for a gram like I'm a church witness
A dimebag for my time loss
Like a hashtag I got my lines crossed, yeah
Coulda been thrown in an institution forever loopin'
I gave my soul to the devil when I began usin'
Tattooed a cross on my right palm - I give it up
Pour out a shot for my brothers then go refill my cup
Rest in Peace Shawty Fatt, Wayne Bush, Lord Infamous
Mafia, Slumafia, shot of whiskey for the boys now
[Chorus: Davis]
All these drugs
In my veins
Made me pour out my drink
Pour out my drink
For the homies
For the homies
Pour out my drink
Pour out my drink for the homies
[Outro, repeating]
Drank and pills, drank and pills