Where am I? Yo  it's ill

 (Verse 1)

 Yo my wife's tired of fucking me
 Life tries ducking me
 Luckily I find 'em just at the right time
 Mack in my right arm  Tequila bottle in
 My left arm like Cristian
 Watching my life go  keeping myself in
 Wolves in the night yo  hells men
 Two revolvers I can let twelve spin
 Hop in my Benz  push it to the limit
 Buck sixty  who wit' me? My (?) to well
 Twisted blunts and inner conscience
 Telling me that I aint shit
 No matter how much cash I sit with
 Still gotta ask the lord for forgiveness
 My precious baby girl came like forty nights of rain
 To replenish my adolescent brain
 Blessed be her name, before her birth I was insane
 So I drive the cooler pressure down, delay the pain
 I ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets
 Tasted larceny, it was sweet, I starved for more to eat
 Though I took, that was to live, hope God will forgive
 As odd as it is, the more I gain the harder it is
 To maintain, bitches playin' games
 Niggas snitchin', I aint saying names
 But y'all niggas better watch how y'all slang
 Lost so many close niggas, drunk almost crashed
 I'm going too fast, highway patrol will just flash
 Lights in my rearview, if they stop me I hope they lock me
 Instead they speed ahead
 Yo nigga watch me


 Chorus:

 I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
 I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
 I'm a ride to the end of the road if I have to
 Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
 Steering wheel in my hand
 Trying to hold it steady
 Anything in my way is dead
 Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
 When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
 Drunk by myself

 (Verse 2)

 Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once
 Been in the shoes of a Wolf in the night when he hunts
 For every shell niggas bust, we bust at ourselves
 Can't tell them niggas nothing though, bullets wak'em up well
 Take them to hell
 Stick up niggas once ran up on me
 My deckited lifestyle attracted sharks on me
 I aint your mark homey
 It's hard to look straight, my foot on the brake
 Spilling my bottle not even shook of the Jakes
 Could hardly look both ways, put out the hayes blurry vision
 Think about the time in my life before I was in televison
 Hella women, jealous niggas up in my vision
 Since we all hood niggas expect kilos
 For what they not seeing is police expect Rico
 Only if I could take care of everybody, intoxicated
 Windows up blastin A.C. going wherever instinct takes me
 I hate it when I'm like this
 The bottle's my accomplice

 Chorus: 1x

 (Verse 3)

 The reason that I want to be alone
 Tired of all the things that went wrong
 That would have went right if I would have did it on my own
 Take another swigg
 The more I drink, the more I think bad thoughts
 Fake friends who hung around who wanna bring you down
 Not knowing who to trust, runors about niggas coming through
 Supposedly to shoot at us, not knowing what was true
 Or what to believe, that's why I'm on the low lately
 Choosing a Henny bottle over a friend, lost again
 To keep my mind off that weak shit
 There's love through it all, things to live for
 I swerve, almost crash into a wall
 Think about the good, find myself laughing
 Turn the cell off, no way to be reached
 Know I'm near my crib, trying to see my way through the streets
 Reminded of the positive, I take my drunk ass home
 Start feeling out of it, can't wait to get out of this whip
 Bring my ass to the crib
 I'm tired...

 Chorus: 1x