Chino XL And Playalitical - Posiden lyrics

Sometimes I get so high (so high) So high that I can't feel my face Sometimes I wish I'd just die (just die) So it could take away this pain Sometimes I close my eyes While I'm drivin 'bout a hundred-and-five Open my ride, just flip off the side This Jack Daniels, is he in my mind? Sometimes I wish I woulda, chosen another path Mighta made more math, mighta got mo' a** Maybe I shouldn't, work so hard on every rap I mighta got the write-off for right out Aftermath I shatter grasp when it come to paragraphs Real talent battle last, holdin heavy talons that'll blast Scowl that I ask when it come to other cats That of stolen flows, instead he gettin swole cash I cross paths with a lot of dudes that know that Line for line, Chino will put 'em inside a bloodbath (f'real) I been locked in the box with the riff-raff What if then Posieden decidin my jam's not that Sometimes I feel so numb Realizin that the world will only see me as a hoodlum Sometimes for weeks I don't even see the sun Sometimes I baptize myself in holy water and rum; I'm done Yo... sometimes I go with my instincts No matter how crazy they are, and if they mislead (mislead) And take me down the wrong road All blow, tryin to find my way back home But I'm livin in this black hole Split my Black'n'Mild down the middle then I dump out the tobacco (Let's go) Eyes redder than tobasco For my casket and funeral I'm waitin patient as a stone (yeah yeah) Sometimes when I'm alone viewin all the things I done wrong Talkin to Bun B or Young Noble on my global phone Since the kindergarden room been lookin forward to the tomb Pain fatter than Fantasia carryin harpoons (yeah) Ain't no love for me, it's all ruined Lyrics and liquor is all I got, day to day, June to June I'm so hot I leave fingerprints on lit coal Thick flow navigatin waters feelin ice cold Yup, sometimes I'm feelin like I can't breathe Sometimes I cut myself and I can't bleed Imagine havin the lyrical blessin I receive Combined with a momma that didn't want you to succeed Combined with angel dust and this purple weed (okay) Combined with record companies that sabotage you purposely (Get it together) If I could just think clearer But, I can't take time to reflect in the dirty mirror (yeah yeah) I tried to summon the spirits to get me through this period Of darkness and hopelessness, you listen close I swear you'll hear it The most phenomenal marketable manic depression Mad aggression, mad questions, whiskey stops all the stressin (yeah) My weakness is I have no fear Slice my neck ear to ear, join Proof, F*CK bein here! Yeah, sometimes I'm lost in Los Angeles Hangin on for dear life, like I got an*lysts