Chuuwee, DahLak - Decension (Routine) lyrics

My My miss American pie
Drove my 4 door chevy down to the levy the
Levy was dry i was expecting to die

How you expect to try everything that
I accept is a lie
Everything that We believe in is false that's
The reason that we living in strife

Pain killers while I'm living this life
Heartbreaking what I did to my wife
Breathtaking if you give me a mic
Death faking when I get in the light

Best selling when I get in the stores
Sold out tours give me applause

So close I can taste it for sure
Bittersweet but I'll take me some more

Baby steps but I'm thinking abort
Do it bigger get the fuck off the porch

Go harder the fuck is you doin
Turn it up you ain't making no noise

Voices telling me I'm coming up short
Spliff rolling mixing ganja and ports

Niggas bitching like the time of the month
Walked up on him now he calling the boys

How can I rearrange shit
Everything is steady changing
It's a miscommunication with them everyday
Why we speaking different language

What's the matter with the game? Everybody
Screaming gang everybody wanna bang
What the point in selling drugs what's
The hustle now everybody tryna slang

I never dabbled I'm fate i
Don't have much faith
I don't have much time i have don't much
To lose I don't have much at stake

Tryna grab me a plate ima pass on
The shrimp pass me a steak

Smoking dope till the train leaves eating
Shrooms till my brain bleed
Trying hard to maintain things is the
Only thing I'm on lately

Only going out if it pays me
The fuss and fighting just pains me

But, I dust it off can't Stain me
Stan Lee can't create me

I can sense the feeling niggas hate me
But, I can't be seen in HD screen

Bridge: tell me where did I fall
Tell me where I went wrong

Am I pulling dead weight for the long haul
Guess it's up for me to call
Tell me who do I call everybody phone off
Such an empty call log