Crooked I, Joe Budden - Sober Up lyrics

[Crooked I, Joe Budden - Sober Up lyrics]

High on life (Joey) j cardim, what up
Parks, what up dolla, what up
I think we got one with this one baby
Not really
I hate when niggas say shit like that (Joey)
Quick question though
Y'all in that mood yet?
Naw, naw they ain't hear me
(I said) , y'all in that mood yet?

I broke down a while ago
Finally picking up the pieces
Memoirs on how the undefeated
Can feel depleted i don't talk to God as a
Matter of fact I plead with
At times I hate my reflection
And others I'm conceited
Half the time I'm arrogant
Other times I'm vengeful
At times it's to convince me
At times it's to convince you
Done a lot of wrong but
I ain't never felt resentful
It's been so many times
I lost track of who to repent to
Half the time I'm in the cut
Don't want you to notice me
Grow with me and you'll see
That I'm only awkward socially
Half the time I'm spiteful
Double barrel rifle i owe so many payback
I feel like I got a right to
So if you need a case in point
You can refer to Budden
And it'll prove the painkillers
Never murdered nothin all it did was make me
Succumb, put ice in me, make me numb
When I revisit the places it takes me from
I'm sprung

(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't wanna sober up)
See with me the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Tell me if you wanna ride or die
La la la la la la la la

Listen up as a sinner reports
My inner thoughts like an inner war
Headaches act as a tremblin force
On my mental ward mental's distraught
Every word from this sinister boss
Is brought to you by the
People like your minister's Porsche
Tight ropin on dental floss
Before the haters begin to get lost
Coke and weed got my temperament off
But why would my temper get lost
When as soon as the temperature frost
I'm probably havin intercourse in a resort
Criminal report
Pricey condos at a minimal cost
My train of thought ain't as simple as yours
So if our paths happen to incidentally cross
I pray that you can overlook
All my miniature flaws (ta ha)
Until then let's let the bass kick
Take a shot straight
I don't see a need to chase it
Tryin to fight the urge 'til
There's somethin to replace it
I welcome y'all to be my
Co-pilots on this spaceship

(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't wanna sober up)
See with me the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Tell me if you wanna ride or die
La la la la la la la la

Yo, me and the gang would get so blunted
We'd order take out from the Chinese stores
Say make sure you bring change
For a hundred, rob him
Safety on the metal's off
Figured if we beat the brakes off him
Then how the fuck was he gonna pedal off?
Some live and die by the high
I was born by it
Since Pop gave my mom the needle like go on
Try it got me feeling like ain't a
Nigga could harm me so I go and scoop a mami
That wanna come join the army
She was so militant, disciplined, diligent
So I whispered to her "bet
You wouldn't mind chillin" and
I got to know her on my sofa
I gave her my honorable discharge and
She took it like a soldier
See she the type you gotta
Watch when she come around
Really she only get high
So she can come down
Lost her when I said she ain't gotta settle
Once you start ahead in life, you'll
Be on the same level, i bet you

(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't wanna sober up)
See with me the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Tell me if you wanna ride or die
La la la la la la la la

When I was five, this what my father said
"I should have pulled you out and left
You on your mama's water bed"
You ask me, my papa's dead
Alcoholic genes from him since
A toddler bottle fed
Put me in your stainless, I'm brainless
I'm a hollow head
(My life was the craziest)
Surprised I'm even walkin
Can you blame me if I'm
(atheist)? But, I ain't Stephen Hawkins
I know God is in my
(radius) , I can see him often
In the face of an innocent baby
But not when preacher's talkin (come on)
My people sleep in coffins, I miss 'em
I'm breakin down
In the face of a bad bitch that
I'm 'posed to be takin down
(Baby ridin while I'm cryin, I'm dyin inside
Cause my pain is Poseidon or a giant
Leviathan that I'm hidin from the world)
They hit me with everything
But the kitchen sink how ironic
Same place I vomit when I liquor drink
Apparently I need to get a shrink
How can therapy take care of me when I
Don't give a fuck what niggas think?
(Pull em off from me Joey)

(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Strong enough to catch contact by
You smell it as soon as you get in my ride
(I don't wanna sober up)
See with me the rules never apply
Don't tell me how I should live my life
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Put your seat back, got it if you need that
You should really fuck with me
(I ain't tryin to sober up)
Tell me if you wanna ride or die
La la la la la la la la

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