AWKWORD - Doctor Doctor lyrics

[Intro (Four Rooms sample)] I haven't got a problem, I've got f**ing problems! [Verse 1: AWKWORD] Doctor doctor, I think I need some d** All this therapy and still, can't go to the club All these plastic waifs, spilling they cosmos And they plastic dates, get pissed like vamos You look like Drake, muchacho, cuidado I was just tryna peep if they had AWK on Serato / Doctor, even when I'm sober I'm bugged / I'm a magnet to the sh** that f**ed-up people does [Hook: GuessWho? & AWKWORD] Life is life, you can't choose what you get, but um... Got problems? You can choose how to step to them... Doctor doctor, sit me on the couch cause I... Got problems, it's the stress from this life of mine... Life is life, you can't choose what you get, but um... Got problems? You can choose how to step to them... Doctor doctor, sit me on the couch cause I... Got problems, it's the stress from this life of mine... [Verse 2: GuessWho?] I've been through the ringer to bring you the middle finger to life I'm no singer so I figured I'd write Bout when Dad start to argue again, and then Moms pick up the bottle, got a problem with him My little sister crying, plead, begged and she prayed That all this sh** would stop, then they sent us away (peace) Mother wanted out, of the fire like a Phoenix Pops held it down to the max, yo believe it Good to the bad flip fast bet your head'll spin Off. (Pops.) Sick looking like some medicine sh**, write a script, now he sick with the germ Momma really lucky didn't get into her So I flipped out, started fights, plus I drank a lot My demons in a panic always strike when the hanger's hot / Gen X psycho, formed from a troubled youth / Ask the effing question, Guess to the W [Hook] [Verse 3: GuessWho?] Told you where I came from, grew in a violent home / Boo hoo, woe is me, born alone die alone / I make 'em scream and they asking for me / Beyond capacity, people pack it in to see / I move too fast for the black cloud to follow / Cut my own path now pa** me the bottle / It only gets worse as you pour it goes hollow / So you could live your life or sit in sadness and wallow [Verse 4: AWKWORD] Doctor doctor, I think I need to be seen I'm addicted to weed, pills, caffeine and nicotine We go out for drinks, I knock back 15 When we get back to the crib, I eat the cabinets clean Most of my friends get f**ed up for amusement But I wake up with an hour of sleep, coughing and puking My liver probly damaged, I know the solution But I do these things to hide a higher form of confusion I'm constantly depressed, never relaxed Always in grind mode, but I take it to the max I set my own standards, tryna save the whole earth I been fighting the man, before I even knew the jerk So now I hate my job, and I wanna hurt my boss Feel like I'm walking a tight rope, might hop off (wooh!) Doctor doctor, I think I need some more help I refuse to choose what Jesse did and k** myself (Rest in peace Jesse) [Hook] [Outro (Psychiatric Emergency Hotline)]