letra de i'm miserable - acot
[intro]
yeah, uh, yah, ooh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah (uh), uh
(acot) acot (acot), acot, uh, acot, yeah
[verse 1]
prolly got five years left on my mof-ckin’ lifespan
caught his ass slippin’, hit that mothaf-cka right back
i don’t pray to god ’cause i know he won’t give a f-ckin’ life back
karma looking for me but i’m looking where the cash at, f-ck it
[chorus]
i got tig-tag, zig-zag, big bag of dope, uh
hit that, you won’t come back ’cause i only smoke gas out the pack
baby wanna come back to my place, but sh-t, you gon’ have to do the work
i’m way too strung-out to get my freak on, plus the p-ssy got me like a perc
[verse 2]
make my own beats every time i know i gotta make the room shakе
you b-tch-made, rap hard, but you sweeter than a fruitcake, uh
[?], lil’ buddy, gеt your sh-t straight
make a résumé ’cause no-one listened to your mixtape, f-ck it
[chorus]
i got tig-tag, zig-zag, big bag of dope, uh
hit that, you won’t come back ’cause i only smoke gas out the pack
baby wanna come back to my place, but sh-t, you gon’ have to do the work
i’m way too strung-out to get my freak on, plus the p-ssy got me like a perc, ooh
[bridge]
god rest my soul, ’cause only heaven knows
that i’m miserable, da-da-da, da-da-da
god rest my soul, ’cause only heaven knows
that i’m miserable, da-da-da, da-da-da
[verse 3]
happy in a drunken daze, sober up, it goes away
focus on my mental state, i’m the one to dig my grave, uh
funerals always bring me back to earth
i ain’t tryna end up on a f-ckin’ shirt
sorry to my mom and dad, promise i’m the same kid
crack a 40 open, roll a [?] then i face it
i’m wasted, basic, f-ck that double-laced sh-t
everyday sh-t, gimme time and i’ma shake it
[bridge]
god rest my soul, ’cause only heaven knows
that i’m miserable, da-da-da, da-da-da
god rest my soul, ’cause only heaven knows
that i’m miserable, da-da-da, da-da-da
[chorus]
i got tig-tag, zig-zag, big bag of dope, uh
hit that, you won’t come back ’cause i only smoke gas out the pack
baby wanna come back to my place, but sh-t, you gon’ have to do the work
i’m way too strung-out to get my freak on, plus the p-ssy got me like a perc
i got tig-tag, zig-zag, big bag of dope, uh
hit that, you won’t come back ’cause i only smoke gas out the pack
baby wanna come back to my place, but sh-t, you gon’ have to do the work
i’m way too strung-out to get my freak on, plus the p-ssy got me like a perc, ooh
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