Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lately , by - Nappy Roots. Release date: 24.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lately |
| Am I trippin' baby? |
| I can’t seem to tell, what’s the difference maybe |
| It’s all in my head, think I’m goin' crazy |
| Driving in the slow lane, but doin' 80 |
| Around 285, watching the sun rise |
| Praying for blue skies, while wishing the sun shines |
| On my rainy days, I’m glad to be alive |
| But the pain, it stays, bottled up inside |
| Look into my eyes, some say they see a demon |
| Schemin', you decide, it’s whatever you believe in |
| Good or evil, I think my angels, double teamin' |
| And they know about cheatin', from the school of Bobby Heenan |
| That’s a joke in time, soon you’ll find out the meanin' |
| Ridin' to The Humdinger, Kalifornia Dreamin' |
| Swervin' &leanin', tryin' to have a good day |
| But I think it’s time, that we just bring in some singin' |
| I’ve been out here by myself, lately |
| I know I haven’t been myself goin' crazy |
| Oh I think I need some help, save me |
| I’ve been out here by myself, lately |
| I been out here by myself on the damn street |
| Living in a nightmare like I’m on Elm Street |
| I might be getting old but I’m an antique |
| And I won’t take no shorts… like a pants thief |
| Had to fight all my life, Mama told me watch my mouth |
| So I just let these hands speak |
| At night I can’t sleep. |
| I get antsy |
| Waking up, screaming like a banshee |
| The wife thinks I’m crazy I’m pleading insanity |
| That’s why I keep a little CBD in the pantry |
| For my A.D.D. |
| either that or a Xanny |
| Acid and Molly, I’m flipping candy |
| Responsible for my dysfunctional family |
| That’s probably why my baby mama’s mammy can’t stand me |
| Just trying to keep her head above water like Sandy |
| And this old pistol might come in handy |
| I’ve been out here by myself, lately |
| I know I haven’t been myself goin' crazy |
| Oh I think I need some help, save me |
| I’ve been out here by myself, lately |
| My therapist said I’m passive aggressive |
| Bi-polar, manic depressive |
| But I ain’t need no clinical assessment |
| To know that I been stressing since an adolescent |
| It might explain why my drinking is excessive |
| Treating bourbon like an anti depressant |
| It helps me, be a lil more pleasant |
| 'Til I turn aggressive, then it’s ineffective |
| Losing perspective, chemically imbalance |
| Seems like all I ever hear is police sirens |
| No wonder why we so prone to violence |
| Why cats is wilding, wolves is howling |
| Just want silence, some peace of mind |
| So Please be advised, when u look inside |
| Cuz these eyes, got so much to hide |
| I be wearing these shades only as a disguise |
| I’ve been out here by myself, lately |
| I know I haven’t been myself goin' crazy |
| Oh I think I need some help, save me |
| I’ve been out here by myself, lately |