C-Mob, Charlie Ray, Joey Cool - I Need A Drink lyrics

Empty bottles, broken souls
I'd be lying if I told you
I ain't try to overdose
Life's a bitch from round the way
Fuck advice, fuck compliance
Pop that 5th and drown my pain

I need a drink fuck what you think
I need a drink
I'll be out late baby, I need a drink

Welcome to my struggle as an artist
I been in a dark room writing dark shit
Trying not to be overcome by the darkness
But they say you reap what
You sow like a harvest
In a four corner room staring at candles
All by myself with a fifth of Jack Daniels
Trying to drink away the demons
That I can't handle in the game for years
I can write a rap manual


But, I still can't figure how
To overcome the demons
That are coming out the pages I write
They been showing up at every
Stage of my life
Make me think about grabbing the
Gauge or the knife so I pray to the light
Protect me from the evil coming
Late in the night trying to put me in an
Early grave and I fight
Everyday just to keep my head
Raised like a kite
So when I need to help my mind relax
I find the Jack, sit back and unwind the cap
And then I drink
Maybe even 'til I'm even lying flat
Because then I can't think
And I'm fine with that
All the negativity is fucking up my energy
It's getting me and taking up a lot
I don't want the shit to get me
So I get the whiskey
And I'm drinking while I'm thinkin' of a plot
Take another shot


Irresponsible with it impossible to win
I know the odds are forgiven
Pay the cost for the sinning
The way the shit is scripted made
It hard for the villain
A nigga really thought I had
It all but I didn't
Instead of beefing with the baby
Mom trying to play me
But she get to tripping after I
Been gone for a minute
I shouldn't have to, but what I did
But I think about my kids
And she can just take off
With all my children
But then I got the niggas in
The game that's just taking beats
Steady motivated by the fame, take my energy
Dealing with them on the day to
Day and they the enemy
Sick of politics, dictate, but I let it be
See what I really wanna do is have
Somebody with the milli come through
To put your thoughts on the
Ceiling off the goose
Sometimes they and they fuck around
And kill me I recluse
I put that on my last name
And the supporters in my campaign
All You niggas switched when the cash came
Laughing but every little sip
Of your champagne
Asking somebody for some shit but
You can't pay gas man
For you life you'll be ice, twice
If I don't get a Henny, no ice, thrice
But niggas really wanna roll dice
So I keep a bottle lower than my low life
I need a drink


Slide me over a Patron shot
Get a little bit of Henny in
My system now it's Conjac
I been drinking till the doors locked
I might drink into a coma way I'm feeling
I am on that
Me and Mob we was posted at the bar
People buying drinks cause they
Knowing who we are i might have a fifth of
Remy chilling in the car
But, I ain't have to crack it
Nigga really this bizarre
And I'm mixing Eugel and Tropicana
I go on a bender from New Orleans to Atlanta
Kansas City, Arizona
All the way to Santa Ana
Flying consequences ended up in Miami
Sipping till I'm good and drunk
Sitting in Cabana
Nigga probably turning up listening to Panda
Acting all beligerent and losing every manner
I do not know why I'm yelling all
I know is that I am hammered
I be drinking cause I'm stressed y'all
Imma drink until I'm blessed y'all
Really life is like a wreck
Everybody wanna test ya
Everybody wanna flex ya
Ain't nobody got respect
Imma need another drink bro
Imma sip and Imma think slow
Imma sip and Imma think
Like fill it to the brim bro
Gon fill it to the brim bro
So I pour another drink ya