| How’s a city that never sleeps
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| The same city of dreams
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| When your team fucking up
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| Fucking with your self esteem
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| Takin' food off your table
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| When you can’t afford to eat
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| The ones you came out the gate
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| With tellin' you it’s all straight
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| Shit, but no it’s not
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| When your momma say shit
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| She’s selling the house
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| And moving into her brother’s basement
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| And I can do shit about
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| Pretty much a grown man
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| Who can’t afford his own rent
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| Man this shit make like no sense
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| I poured a little too much
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| Might say a little too much
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| Try fuck around this year
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| And try make a little too much
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| Your poppin' right now
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| Well that’s cool ain’t nothin' to us
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| It’s awesome if you knew us
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| But shit you should see the new us
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| Fuckin' labels tryna woo us
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| Them motherfuckers are clueless
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| Shit I told you we was gonna do us
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| I just put my mind to it and I do it
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| Messy drunk off this fluid
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| But fuck it that’s when I’m the truest
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| Lately I’ve been sippin' like that
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| Swear I was gonna get right back
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| But I couldn’t even write back (hey)
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| I should probably go home (yeah)
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| Really think I need some sort of sign (yeah)
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| The devil can’t take what’s mine (yeah)
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| I just wanna go home
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| And God, And God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| And God, And God
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| What if we chose to keep it?
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| Move back home and probably go rip my career to pieces
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| We get a small place in New Britain
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| And start watch it teethin'
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| Me and her had our reasons we ain’t speakin
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| I’ma a few glasses off the deep end listen
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| To be honest I ain’t let nobody in since
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| These last few years I’ve been so up tight and antis
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| Disappeared for two years I tried to make this shit click
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| Now the drama thick 'cause my momma sick
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| You know damn well
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| That poor woman don’t deserve it
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| She been through so much below the surface
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| She call me I’m always workin'
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| If I move back home to take care
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| It won’t be fuckin' worth it
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| She perfect, she always been this whole purpose
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| She fucking raised me
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| I’m a writer for my self and others
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| Made us go tighter on these motherfuckers
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| I don’t if you real but if you are can you hear me?
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| Shit I pray you that I hope I’m speaking clearly
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| Knock me down I get back up
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| That’s how you wired me
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| Fuck the bosses at the shitty jobs
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| That went and fired me
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| Fuck all the ex girls in my past that lied to me
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| Why even that’s answers are inside me man fuck I’m saying
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| Lately I’ve been sippin' like that
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| Swear I was gonna get right back
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| But I couldn’t even write back (hey)
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| I should probably go home (yeah)
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| Really think I need some sort of sign (yeah)
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| The devil can’t take what’s mine (yeah)
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| I just wanna go home
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| And God, And God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| Me, Liquor and God
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| And God, And God |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Me, Liquor & God, artist - Oncue. Album song Perfectly, Tragically, Flawed, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп