Jordan D. Mitchell - Sobriety

Jungle juice from plastic vodka I hope my hoes prosper
Cuz every night we getting faded liquor got my dolla
I eat like shit I’m fucking bitches pussy lacking water
They say "ignorance is bliss" but bitch your pH awful
And she say she wanna kick it, bitch I’ll Bring the bottle
Slid the Ciroc and some weed, is that what pussy cost you
Hennessy my niggatry, got all these hoes to follow
And on God I need a break I think I’ll start tomorrow
On god I be thinking bout my vision if it wasn’t impaired
I be sinking in my feelings cuz I lack the repairs
She be fucking on a nigga who she know doesn’t care
If she died the next day, she just a body that’s there
I be getting fucked up (Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up)
Faded to erase my fucking conscious I be tripping
When I’m fucked up (Fucked up, fucked up, fucking up)
Racing through my mind, that I’ll never be fine when
Listen Nigga
You need to stop drinking
You need to stop smoking
You need to stop floating
Discussion feels hopeless
You need to stop drinking
You need to stop smoking
The why the fuck you don’t listen
I fucking hate this decision
I’m a damn alcoholic, you hoes addicted to drama
My woes committed to knowledge, Your soul committed to conflict
I stopped drinking to see the vision and see the whole world clearly
Cuz when a nigga stopped smoking I started dreaming with meaning
I started thinking fore speaking, I thought about that bitch feelings
I see her soul she revealing, I’m sorry I said you was reaching
I process love and commitment, I practice trust and forgiveness
And yet I don’t trust these bitches, and I don’t trust my niggas
I know what’s real when I can see
I know what’s real when your with me
Sobriety, Sobriety
Sobriety, Sobriety
Sober 34 mother fucking days
And the world is still ending nigga
Going downtown with my bitches getting drunk (Getting drunk)
I got ten hoes and I bet they let me fuck (Let me fuck)
Shawty popped a pill, and I just lit a blunt (Lit a blunt)
We be in the party ready to turn the function up (Function up)
I’m a goddamn social butterfly (Butterfly)
And I don’t pass the weed bitch don’t ask me why (Ask me why)
Shawty throwin’ ass she demand and I supply (I supply)
Yiking in the function like my black ass bouta die
Little bitch

Written by:
Darryl Burnett, Jordan Mitchell

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