Testo Like Yeah

Like what would you do for this fortune and fame?
Fortune and fame?
Fighting your way through this torture and pain
Stuck in a prison of drug and addiction
I know I should stop it, I'm caught in these waves
Ignoring my brain, got me at war with my mates
Half of 'em walking away
I want a missus, instead I got strippers I dick on the daily They calling me babe
Like yeah, so I'll take this ride to hell
Will I I make it back?
Yeah, fuck knows, bro, yeah, maybe time will tell
All my fans, they saved my life
Guess I saved their life as well
But I cannot understand why I can't save me from myself
Girl, please save me from myself
Yeah, please save me from myself
I just put my life in bars like I got placed inside a cell
I got great incline of wealth but got great decline of health
I just sacrificed my life and now these tapes and rhymes will sell
Please don't call my fuckin' phone
I tell a joke and I mask all the pain
I still got hitters that roll with a dipper Go Tony Montana and scar up your face
Feel like I'm winning, but slowly I'm slipping
It's getting so dark I can hardly escape
Brock on the phone, "Nah, you gotta go home"
'Cause he know I ain't rang up my father in days
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Still have envisioned my mum in the kitchen
And she know her son is still passing away
I see my father, his heart be in pain
Like yeah, I don't wanna let him down
Fuck it, gotta settle down
I don't wanna drown, don't want my brothers
To come put their oldest brother in the ground
Like yeah

Tell me your darkest secret, I tell you I can't believe it
Tell your heart's an ocean, I tell you that mine are seas
And I can't swim, yeah, yeah
I said I can't swim, yeah
Fuck girl, I'm not perfect, yeah
But neither are you, and that is the truth
Give me my weed and my packet of zoots
All that I need is be back in the booth
But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah
But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah

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Fuck, girl, I'm not perfect, yeah
But neither are you and that is the truth
Give me my weed and my packet of zoots
All that I need is be back in the booth
But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah
But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah