RetcH, Mac Miller - Troubled Man's Lullaby lyrics
[RetcH, Mac Miller - Troubled Man's Lullaby lyrics]
Yeah yeah, yeah
The pill that will cure me is hard to swallow
I met her at a car show
Somewhere in Colorado
With an act that's hard to follow
She an astronaut
The band had practice at my house
I had a large garage
She take the trolley to the
Coffee shop, around the corner
Behind the clinic
Had her espresso shot and one Virginia Slim
All she could think about was him
How he's been and if he's seein' someone
Haven't heard much from him since
He joined the marchin' band
Sellin' her mom's Percocets
And poppin' uppers
Her heart would stutter, thoughts
Were often cluttered
Raindrops on the gutter drummin'
Her ugly rubber ducklin' sinkin'
While the bath drain
Tell her doctor she need Vicodin
It's for her back pain
Took a nap on the last train
Mind's in the ashtray
She can't unlock her conscience
Left her keys with the valet
Bad day marathon, can't change the channel
Yeah, hard to arrange what's scrambled
Can you sing me a troubled man's lullaby?
Save the fairy tale endings for another time
Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep
Said, can you sing me
A troubled man's lullaby?
Save the fairy tale endings and
The romance for another time
Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep
Yo it was niggas everywhere
It was lookin' like a plan
Take the fix, started buckin'
They was bookin' by the van
Little kids started cryin'
I seen a nigga trip and fell
It was me and bro just dumpin', nigga
All you seen was shells
One nigga tried to hop a fence
He was runnin' toward the V
Bullets whizzin' past his dome
He was duckin' by the tree
Another nigga, he was fly
Had the Jordans that was black
But them niggas, they was food
So he got wet up in his back
Other nigga got away
But it was quiet for his mans
I seen bro lick a shot
It hit his head and then it jammed
He pulled the 40 out his back
Cocked the shit and kept blammin'
Had the smile on his face
Caught excitement from the panic
Could've swore it was a game
He was shootin' like it's Xbox
Darkskin, skinny-ass nigga with
The dreadlocks now I'm all out of dog food
Bodies lyin' twitchin'
Hit the trunk and got low
Heard them sirens in the distance
Turn and go
The pill that will cure me is hard to swallow
I met her at a car show
Somewhere in Colorado
With an act that's hard to follow
She an astronaut
The band had practice at my house
I had a large garage
She take the trolley to the
Coffee shop, around the corner
Behind the clinic
Had her espresso shot and one Virginia Slim
All she could think about was him
How he's been and if he's seein' someone
Haven't heard much from him since
He joined the marchin' band
Sellin' her mom's Percocets
And poppin' uppers
Her heart would stutter, thoughts
Were often cluttered
Raindrops on the gutter drummin'
Her ugly rubber ducklin' sinkin'
While the bath drain
Tell her doctor she need Vicodin
It's for her back pain
Took a nap on the last train
Mind's in the ashtray
She can't unlock her conscience
Left her keys with the valet
Bad day marathon, can't change the channel
Yeah, hard to arrange what's scrambled
Can you sing me a troubled man's lullaby?
Save the fairy tale endings for another time
Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep
Said, can you sing me
A troubled man's lullaby?
Save the fairy tale endings and
The romance for another time
Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep
Yo it was niggas everywhere
It was lookin' like a plan
Take the fix, started buckin'
They was bookin' by the van
Little kids started cryin'
I seen a nigga trip and fell
It was me and bro just dumpin', nigga
All you seen was shells
One nigga tried to hop a fence
He was runnin' toward the V
Bullets whizzin' past his dome
He was duckin' by the tree
Another nigga, he was fly
Had the Jordans that was black
But them niggas, they was food
So he got wet up in his back
Other nigga got away
But it was quiet for his mans
I seen bro lick a shot
It hit his head and then it jammed
He pulled the 40 out his back
Cocked the shit and kept blammin'
Had the smile on his face
Caught excitement from the panic
Could've swore it was a game
He was shootin' like it's Xbox
Darkskin, skinny-ass nigga with
The dreadlocks now I'm all out of dog food
Bodies lyin' twitchin'
Hit the trunk and got low
Heard them sirens in the distance
Turn and go