Faults & 6lamez

Faults & 6lamez - Blessin F

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Verse 1 Walkin straight to the bartender...53 % unleaded ... depression is finna kill me...mama yellin problems louder amplified...I think I need a drink or 2, 2 is callin 4 bottle after bottle now all o ma demons nappin, 35 treated like a 2 year old under ya mama roof boy do you know the pressure?..Anything you do is silly, gettin a job she thinkin you rich, kids wanna eat don't got no money....watchu did wit ya salary?? Now you gotta start countin...black tax on ma ass ma friend just bought a beamer....nigga I raised you now is time to pay back, sorry ma I'm not gettin paid....nigga you lyin you keep on splurgin!!!.. Now she starts comparin...all o yo friends r drivin...all o yo friends got kids...all o yo friends got married...all yo friends got houses.....stress starts kickin in... suicide creepin in....she don't know that she Killin you... everything works better with time, trust yourself and trust your guts destination full o stars never trytta hide ya scars nigga they made you We no longer argue we just walk away, we no longer cry we just rock with the pain, I no longer pray I just send God some emails