[Intro] Coughing Damn. Another day...yo [Verse 1 Diabolic] Woke up early on my born day, 28 aint a blessin though My bills are stacked up high and my funds are gettin low Im set to go up to this shithole local bar So I can get some peace, plus they dont overcharge Order my 1st shot, Im sittin there all alone Some piss warm Cuervo cause I cant afford Patrn They say I crossed the line cause I dont need no salt or lime And I smell the liquor fore I take it all the time Got problems on my mind, some I cant handle Time for shot number 2, gimme some Jack Daniels Its how I cope, pressure hits, I go get a brew And after two, honestly Im in a better mood Round 3 I got that Jamesons Irish whiskey Then I put it back and yeah Im feelin kinda tipsy This busted bar tenders lookin better by the minute A few more and I gotta say Id slide up in it So Im like, Yo, come here Miss, be friends with me Then shots 4 and 5 are doublefisted Hennessy I should let it be, Im gettin rowdy poppin shit Time for number 6, but wait yo, I gotta piss Took a leak, took my seat, now Im tryna flirt But the Hennys repeatin on me every time I burp Then the bitch told me 6 she was buying back I said surprise me, big surprise, another shot of yak [Hook Nate Augustus] Im far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride Everydays the same so I, drink to hide the pain inside So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside [Verse 2 Diabolic] Now its eleven on the dot and I want my 7th shot Some ice cold Jgermeister would just hit the spot Threw it down and said, Yo bartender, do a round I think that was 8, Im drunk so Im losin count Vision kinda spinnin but still I want another Now the bitch looks like Vida and I wanna fuck her I called her over, but Goddamn my mouth was slurrin So I was like fuck it, Just bring me out some bourbon Took my 9th and looked at life in another light I went from happy to, Imma start a fuckin fight Thoughts were runnin like, I hate myself nowadays Im really broke and my seeds a thousand miles away Baby mama always gotta bring that same drama Yo, bartender bring me back a shot of straight vodka Thats number 10 but at this point does it matter Im half a father, half a sucker, half a fuckin rapper Halfassed and half the time Im just a drunken bastard Who smoked so many cigarettes I got a touch of asthma Ordered my 11th, E J and with the quickness Took it and told the bitch Ill be back in twenty minutes I went outside, threw some punches and hit the wall Knuckles bleedin, screamin til I trip and fall I aint got shit at all and I dont even love myself Fuck it, I aint going back in, heres number 12 [Hook Nate Augustus] Im far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride Everydays the same so I, drink to hide the pain inside So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside
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