Caskey - Weak Stomach lyrics
Coming on 4 years since my father died Sometimes I wish it was a homicide Make the pain a little easier to understand Self inflicted wounds be the symptom ...in my pockets on a regular night I ain't smoking regular now Faintest numbers I let my sailor now Funny how the more respected I get The more I'm in doubt with the self loathing Designer brand frequent on my clothe Flashing and I'm like word I see that it lies...try to make me happy Well it seem like everything that I could go Only may attack me I mean my heart got scars I'm at my last dollar man sponsored links I've been in the pocket line Balled out, sipping the high life Contemplating taking my life My vice's has always been try to mimic my father And his decisions but Like I just got in the same collisions I know These loud crowds I get petrified So excuse me if I step aside I always had a weak stomach I puked that night I was staring at the stars on the roof that night Hey, and I always had a weak stomach I've been out here try to chill But drama keep coming Keep coming But drama keep coming Man I always had a weak stomach Signing to a major label Was always favor we didn't bank on The table at my house got a drink on it Alcoholic ambition to try and ease the pain I ain't had no father figure to try and teach me man 16 years old on the road to VOP Reminiscing that he was under my seat I guess I had something to prove prolly The child ain't got nothing to lose Vodka and dues And I'm balling to my...to the bad minimal On the borderline of being a criminal Becoming a byproduct all my homies were product for sale In and out of jail and order intel Mary inside the speaker while we but it out on Georgia Sitting in the back what it get look For the four...in last week, and we ain't sober Then I saw pimping the pullover I always had a weak stomach I puked that night I was hanging out the window trying to shoot that night Hey, and I always had a weak stomach I've been out here try to chill But drama keep coming Keep coming The drama keep coming And I always had a weak stomach But f** that! Ain't no time for a sickness when you're trying to get it And all the time in this prison is spent finding a prison A way to time one way to fly in a colorful vision Carry on tradition to everyone who came from the digits Rose from the dunk with that stain on Some...hang themselves with the wrong halo That's why I lay low Now understand me I stare at a screen And watch that all it takes Sit by myself and smoke so much weed that it looks It's like..was a lot But one thing it is not is rewind So I pretend C4 And my standards never lower Cause I became what they said I wouldn't and I wanted more Dear lord save me from this stakes Cause ...like boredom Old friends from my doors In the streets till ignores Landlord in the...told me I can't afford it I'm three months late Feel like a pregnant woman this chorus Cause of my weak stomach I always had a weak stomach I puked that night I was contemplating telling you the truth that night Hey, and I always had a weak stomach I've been out here try to chill But drama keep coming Keep coming The drama keep coming Man I always had a weak stomach