| I used to drink a lot
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| So many pills I’ve popped, yeah
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| Thinkin' back on those nights
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| How many I forgot
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| And It’s the story of my life
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| It’s the story of my life
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| My life, yeah
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| I’ve had a lot of long nights
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| Marijuana in the pipe
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| With a couple pills and a bottle I like, ay
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| That shit was the story of my life
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| And I’ve had this shit tied to me like a ball and chain
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| And I’m drawn to it like a moth and flame
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| Anytime that I thought I changed
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| Then that devil gon' pop up and call my name
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| Leveled up and I bought a Range
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| Put some black diamonds on the chain
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| Got my life together but whenever I look in the mirror
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| It’s never been clearer that some shit is all the same
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| You see my name in the Hall of Fame of fuck-ups
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| Who fucked up from getting too fucked up
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| From living too tough luck since I was a young buck
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| I got it the fuck together, but still ain’t been drug free
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| For more than a week since '03
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| Damn
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| I used to drink a lot
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| So many pills I’ve popped, yeah
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| Thinkin' back on those nights
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| How many I forgot
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| And It’s the story of my life
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| It’s the story of my life
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| My life, yeah
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| Comin' off a binge on the Xanax
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| White powder lookin' like Anthrax
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| Off the drugs, I’m a menace
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| I just whipped it up like a chemist
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| How many pills you popped?
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| How many seals you cracked?
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| It was just lust at first then I got real attached
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| And it got way too deep, I couldn’t reel it back
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| I lost some friends from this, I got to deal with that
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| Prescribed Addys as a youngin, I’m immune to it
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| Land mines in my damn mind, tryin' to move through it
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| I lost a homie, I ain’t cry, I just booze through it
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| Think my lifestyle easy? |
| Pussy, you do it
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| Fucked up, I fucked up from being too fucked up
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| Thinkin' 'bout me on some selfish shit
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| Pop a Perky for the pain, hope it melt this shit
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| Really I’m just tryin' to find my old self and shit
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| I used to drink a lot
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| So many pills I’ve popped, yeah
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| Thinkin' back on those nights
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| How many I forgot
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| And It’s the story of my life
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| It’s the story of my life
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| My life, yeah
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| I’ve gone from those lines of the best cocaína
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| Down in Miami while shootin' Tequila
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| To Ecstasy, poppin' that pasture in college
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| While droppin' these dollars on bottles
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| My God, I was crazy
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| Shit, maybe I’m out of my sanity
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| Spent too much time in the canopy
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| Now I’ve got marbles I’m missin', so call my physician
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| I’ve altered my vision of clarity
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| 'Cause lately I’ve been thinkin' there’s a lack of it
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| Shit, I thought I’d seen the last of it
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| Really, I can’t even seem to keep track of it
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| Shit, my ADD ain’t even a half of it
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| Sippin' wine at the last supper, drunk with a Benzo buzz
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| Bong with an Indo bud
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| Shit, so what? |
| Yeah, I got problems
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| Everybody got 'em
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| Bitch, don’t judge
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| I used to drink a lot
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| So many pills I’ve popped, yeah
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| Thinkin' back on those nights
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| How many I forgot
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| And It’s the story of my life
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| It’s the story of my life
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| My life, yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Story Of My Life, artist - Chris Webby. Album song 28 Wednesdays Later, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп