Lyrics a Relapse - Trapo

a Relapse

Am I the only nigga in the room
With excuses and the bruises
And them bitches who I know good
And my granddad at least way back
Rewind all the good times
When them bells smack, when the loud pack
Get me too fried
Some of these poverty stricken
Might touch you fuck with your mind
If America played fair
I’d probably would still have mine intact
Can’t let no nigga block my shine
I set these dollas' back
I can’t relax, I gotta cash out
I watch these women pull they pants off
When they see a nigga shinin'
She want gangstas who rock diamonds
And drive fast cars and do kind things for they mamma
And she just lay here, smoke all the weed up
Complain on me 'bout how I mistreat her
I don’t believe her, say «I changed»
When really I’m a victim to her ways
She-she can’t control her legs
So she can’t control me neither
Today I learned how to treat me right
Ain’t no treating you when I ain’t been 'round myself
Today I learned how to treat me right
Ain’t no treating you when I ain’t been 'round myself
Ain’t been 'round myself so we used to
And if you down then just say that you’ll ride
Cause my passenger side ain’t been open to no one
And it’s been a while
The moment you 'round
We can both go get high
In the middle nowhere
Wherever is fine, wherever is fine
Wherever is fine, in the middle of nowhere
Wherever is fine, wherever is fine
Wherever is fine
I’m with my girlfriend today
We drove around got a bite to eat
Tryna' figure out just who we are
Are you comfortable or miserable?
(Are you miserable? Are you miserable?)
Right, right
Have you figured out if you’re right for me
Oh that’s right you claim you love me
When I’m in your house tearing up the walls
Expensive clothes something to roll
Lipsticks all in the mud
Is you still in love
Is you still in love
Oh that’s right you claim you love me
Will you still claim me
Everywhere we go
Everywhere we go
Everywhere we go
(Will you still claim me)
Everywhere we go
Everywhere we go
Everywhere we go
Everywhere we go
(Will you still)
Today I might not hit the weed
Nigga please you know you need this shit
Sometimes feel like giving up
If my niggas don’t make it out
At least I got to live, at least I got the benz
Drink with my bitch again, sleep with my bitch again
X-ing out most my friends
Fuck 'em fake shit and a nigga can’t switch places with 'em either
And the looks on niggas faces got me fucked up
Pray I see a tour bus
Damn God, I am not a fan God
Down to put in work it was deserved God
I would quit the earth I’ve been as gentle as I can
But it didn’t help
Could you speak to a nigga, am I talking to myself?
Is that green for a nigga, I don’t see it for myself yet
Why they only gave it to the coons
To whom would dance and rock a jewel or two
I should’ve went to school with you
Suit working cubicle
And if you down then just tell me you’ll ride
Cause my passenger side ain’t been open to no one
And it’s been a while
The moment you 'round
We can both go get high
In the middle of nowhere
Wherever is fine, wherever is fine
Wherever is fine, in the middle of nowhere
Wherever is fine, wherever is fine
Wherever is fine
I’m with my girlfriend today
We drove around got a bite to eat
Tryna' figure out just who we are
Are you miserable or comfortable?
(Are you comfortable with me?)
Right, right
Have you figured out if you’re right for me
Oh that’s right you claim you love me
When I’m in your house tearing up the walls
Expensive clothes all in a roll
Lipsticks all in the mud
Is you still in love
Right, right
Oh that’s right you claim you love
Is a relapse, relapse
through the package
Tryna' get right, said I would quit
Is a relapse, relapse
When I’m in your house tearing up the walls
Expensive clothes all in the mud, all in a roll