Aasim - Jet Fuel lyrics

This is like life underwater
Maybe like soarin' thirty thousand
Feet in the clouds it's just my addiction
I call it jet fuel

Porcelain God prayers
Patron is my worst friend
Alone is a nightmare
And this is like verse ten
Million of my therapeutic prescription
To ease affliction
Caused by the stupid usage of
Liquor to feed addiction
Written letters from my soul that
Tells me hold on
But, I'm in Malibu chillin'
Gettin' my Aston Martin pretty
Bitches stroll on
But for my daughters, I need
To be drinkin' waters
Instead I'm orderin' car bombs
Maybe it stem from my grandfather
Sniffin' grams hard to digest just who I am
Are the images gettin' darker?
As I party 'til the sun has risin'
To show naked bodies and bottles of Bacardi
Empty wrappers of condoms I never used
Burnin' sensations of models that I abused
Fuse already lit
The choice is mine to choose gettin' lit
As I take another sip of that jet fuel

Nigga, don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel
Me and my nigga, Young Dizzle
We on that jet fuel
I'm just Social Clubbin'
I'm on that jet fuel uh

I'm in the aero
Pairin' higher than my conscience
Watchin' my father die of cancer at a hospice
I think the pain of him
Leavin's holdin' me hostage
So to ease it, I'm drinkin' OJ and vodkas
There's so much livin' to do
I'm wasted though
Lotta maturin', mama say I got a ways to go
Anger I act out, drink 'til I black out
Sober back up then back at it 'til I pass out
Six packs is warm ups i'm in a dorm up to
My elbows and whore sluts
Feedin' me more cups
Moonshine seem to soothe my attitude
Climb higher altitudes
I'm just livin' Ferris Bueller
Time to wake up, and smell the rosé
Guess I'm chasin' the hair on the dog
Another shot and I'll be okay
I pro'ly shouldn't drive like this
But, I swear I never felt
More alive like this, i'm on that jet fuel

I'm just sippin' on that jet fuel
Nigga, don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel
Yeah
I got bitches around, we on that jet fuel
Uh, uh

Private jets, what you expect? I'm wet paint
Hard to be sober with models
Feedin' me red grapes
Sexcapades in Escalades on palisades
Ace of Spades, Grandma Yates, and lemonades
Nasty nigga, fuckin' women
Spreadin' mayonnaise all over bad bitches
Treat 'em like sandwiches a new perspective
Exotic engines and diamond rings
Sippin' designer jet fuel
In stretch limousines
Plus I fiend for the glamor and the stardom
Gettin' women pregnant and leave
'em with postpartum
And I drink beer like it's a talent
Wobblin' off balance, vodka sippin'
All gallons
Challenge my hangover to not show up
Guess I'm twice as drunk longer
'cause I don't throw up, ha
Miami nights, Miami vice, Miami lights
Wet wheelin', jet fuelin' Miami life

And we chillin' on that jet fuel, uh
Nigga don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel
Smokin' and drinkin' on that jet fuel, yeah
I got bitches around, I'm on that jet fuel

Social Clubbin' on that jet fuel
I'm in my Polo shwank on that jet fuel
Fly high in the sky on that jet fuel
You know you wanna roll