Yelawolf - Sobriety Sucks lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf - Sobriety Sucks lyrics]
I don’t know what the fuck
I did with my wallet, where’d it go?
Hey mate can I get it into the phone to
Call my people ‘cuz I lost my phone too?
I don’t think that’s him, what you ask for?
One two three fuck it up
One two three fuck it up
One two three fuck it up
One two three let’s go
Eeey! I’m the life of the party
Eeey! Look what I just started
Eeey! How you doin’, what’s up?
Now everybody raise your cups and sing
Sobriety sucks, sobriety sucks
Sobriety sucks, sobriety sucks
Sobriety sucks, sobriety sucks
Man I never wanna grow up sobriety sucks
People think it so cool to see
Me drink all this Jack
Man I don’t know what I started
Sometimes I think it’s so whack
They give me shot after shot after
Shot and shot after that want me to lose it
Asked to be in front of people and rap
Okay it’s all fun and games
Until I buckle and snap
I know you know who I am
You’re a fan of these raps
But, I’m not in the mood for
You to ask for it autographed
Look at your hand and I laugh when
You reach out for a dap
Because I’d rather be rude than cool
Matter of fact
Man I’m just lookin’ to fight
That’s why some people get slapped
I don’t mean to be mean
Just seein’ my inner demons
So be aware when I sluggish be muggin’
Drunked up and leanin’ because you thinkin’
Someone go buy me some help
If I don’t drink I can’t sleep
Passed out in all of my clothes
My shoes are still on my feet
I go to bed around 2 and
Wake up a quarter passed 3
Go to the bathroom and throw back
Up everything that I eat
My body’s so overworked I look
In mirrors and weep
Feel like I’m 50 years old
Look like I’m restin’ in peace
I’m a ghost, I’m a zombie
My brain is grilled as salami
Chest is achein’, I’m shakin’
I kinda feel like my mommy
Couldn’t tell me to quit
‘cuz I don’t listen to shit
‘Cuz afternoon around 6
I twist the cap on the 5th
And that’s just to keep from bendin’
Like I’m ‘bout to be sick
From all this stress and
Anxiety of celebrity shit
I’m suicidal as fuck
I’m dyin’ slow in my cup
I hear this shit way too
Much "Michael you’ve had enough"
My baby’s tryin’ to save me but
I just scream and I cuss
I’m usin’ her like a crutch
Baby sobriety sucks
I did with my wallet, where’d it go?
Hey mate can I get it into the phone to
Call my people ‘cuz I lost my phone too?
I don’t think that’s him, what you ask for?
One two three fuck it up
One two three fuck it up
One two three fuck it up
One two three let’s go
Eeey! I’m the life of the party
Eeey! Look what I just started
Eeey! How you doin’, what’s up?
Now everybody raise your cups and sing
Sobriety sucks, sobriety sucks
Sobriety sucks, sobriety sucks
Sobriety sucks, sobriety sucks
Man I never wanna grow up sobriety sucks
People think it so cool to see
Me drink all this Jack
Man I don’t know what I started
Sometimes I think it’s so whack
They give me shot after shot after
Shot and shot after that want me to lose it
Asked to be in front of people and rap
Okay it’s all fun and games
Until I buckle and snap
I know you know who I am
You’re a fan of these raps
But, I’m not in the mood for
You to ask for it autographed
Look at your hand and I laugh when
You reach out for a dap
Because I’d rather be rude than cool
Matter of fact
Man I’m just lookin’ to fight
That’s why some people get slapped
I don’t mean to be mean
Just seein’ my inner demons
So be aware when I sluggish be muggin’
Drunked up and leanin’ because you thinkin’
Someone go buy me some help
If I don’t drink I can’t sleep
Passed out in all of my clothes
My shoes are still on my feet
I go to bed around 2 and
Wake up a quarter passed 3
Go to the bathroom and throw back
Up everything that I eat
My body’s so overworked I look
In mirrors and weep
Feel like I’m 50 years old
Look like I’m restin’ in peace
I’m a ghost, I’m a zombie
My brain is grilled as salami
Chest is achein’, I’m shakin’
I kinda feel like my mommy
Couldn’t tell me to quit
‘cuz I don’t listen to shit
‘Cuz afternoon around 6
I twist the cap on the 5th
And that’s just to keep from bendin’
Like I’m ‘bout to be sick
From all this stress and
Anxiety of celebrity shit
I’m suicidal as fuck
I’m dyin’ slow in my cup
I hear this shit way too
Much "Michael you’ve had enough"
My baby’s tryin’ to save me but
I just scream and I cuss
I’m usin’ her like a crutch
Baby sobriety sucks