VERSE:
Cigars, pussy, liquor, I was living for those,
Felt cold, chillin' sittin’ sippin’ whiskey and coke,
Popped Liquor in the mornings mourn the previous days,
Was in the moment scheming on some cream to escape,
Almost broke, but my hope’s been in bottles of booze,
Til' i’d cruise to the liquor store to swallow my truth,
Thought truth's in the bottle til my vision was lifted,
What I’m telling myself as I’m hittin' a swisher,
It's friday glide through living for trouble,
Cause i’m looking for pussy, while I’m sippin' on doubles,
Thinking of plans, hand's just latched on the bitters,
Til' im trashed start back towards grabbin' more liquor,
On the way hollerin' at bitches who passing,
Laugh, gassing myself up til' they give a reaction,
Cold shoulder's told me try harder for pussy,
Now they lookin' at me crooked like I got em' all mushy

CHORUS:
We all die, I'm tryin' make the most of my life,
You can grow from this truth or just hope that it's right,
So you can always say what you say you'll do,
But it's never enough until you make it true,
We all die, I'm tryin' make the most of my life,
You can grow from this truth or just hope that it's right,
So you can always say what you say you'll do,
But it's never enough until you make it true

VERSE 2
Was young, dumb thinking I'm on top of the world,
Cocky talkin’ like my pockets just coughin' up pearls,
Now I cough up toxins that I'd get from my youth,
Cause the truth is I'm nauseous when I look at my view,
Seeing the poor, pour out escapes in a glass,
Til' we swallow our truths, keep escpaing our pasts,
We'll never be shit sitting drifting from pain,
Talk bout our "woulda done's" like our thinking is sane,
I woulda done school if my family supported,
Woulda done big trips if I could afford it,
Woulda done big things if i had some supporters,
But you didn't do shit cause you're livin' in stories,
I want money, fuck living looking at blanks,
Sippin' gin thinkin' how I gonna cushion my bank,
Was crooked now I'm looking at a serious path,
Til' it's clear, and my ears only hearing this math

CHORUS:
We all die, I'm tryin' make the most of my life,
You can grow from this truth or just hope that it's right,
So you can always say what you say you'll do,
But it's never enough until you make it true,
We all die, I'm tryin' make the most of my life,
You can grow from this truth or just hope that it's right,
So you can always say what you say you'll do,
But it's never enough until you make it true