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letra de teetotaler - p walsh

[intro]
you shooting c0ke or something? you look like a dope fiend to me. no offense
i don’t use drugs… normally i don’t even drink
how about abnormally? hahaha

[verse 1]
i might die from the second-hand smoke
that my friends toke, inhaling in their throat
do they care? no, the snow could be asbestos
and they’d still blow the best dope
i just hope they go a little different ’cause i put them next to kin
and if i say something then they’ll say i’m full of sin
repulsiveness is pulsing and convulsing in my pulse again
it’ll be awful when i take away their oxy and their gin
i’m sorry kid, i can’t help it
my last best friend left because i wasn’t into substances
no heroin heroine
let me explain guys, i only suggest a straight line
at the end of the day, i’d still take a bullet to save my guys
forget cats, i’m only here for my dogs and their lives
the last kitty came and bit me with the canines
i’m just tryna add to the stickers on my laptop
while y’all are l!cking swishers, i’m kicking it playing black ops
my clique lacks opps, smack talks, and dabs globs
but could never p-ss pat’s halts like he’s made of padlocks, yo

[hook 1] x2
i’m the lone t–totaler
never ever been a hater
i just don’t like drinking jäger
’cause the drugs have been my vader
from new england like i’m nader
trying to be my friend’s savior
swinging my lyrics just like a sober saber

[verse 2]
once you smoke an ounce of crack you never bounce back
that’s why i never keep an ounce packed
not afraid to announce that
because the feds are always on patrol causing peril in the soul
that is why my friend is on parol and must present a toll
trauma, dollars, and commas, all to the attorney
it’s win or go home like he’s in a tourney
it’s hard to keep standing living with a torn knee
after hours and hours of sitting right in front of the jury
jacking, grabbing, and sn-tching his jewelry
telling him to stand st-rdily after all this burglary
it’s absurd and you see
like he’s sitting on some wreckage in the center of the sea
you get torn between the things you love and the things that you need
and when your love is an addiction you start losing
subtracting your cash, and by definition, that’s never an addition

[hook 2] x2
i’m the lone t–totaler
i ain’t never been a hater
i just don’t like rolling papers
’cause my brain’s really sacred
dodging it like the matrix
one day i’ll say i made it
relying on myself for all the inspiration

[hook 1]
i’m the lone t–totaler
never ever been a hater
i just don’t like drinking jäger
’cause the drugs have been my vader
from new england like i’m nader
trying to be my friend’s savior
swinging my lyrics just like a sober saber

- p walsh

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