Kamus Leonardo, Lighthou5e, Fenycx - BOOZY Lyrics

This is the last stop
This is the last drop
Tryna go clean
Tryna grow green
I'm for real my nigga
Excessive consumption
Tryna kill a nigga
Discipline the only medicine
To heal a nigga
No alcohol anonymous
Or broken promises
My lady sing the same song
It sounds monotonous
Begging me to do the opposite
Clean up my act
For the politics
The first step is realizing
What the problem is
Running out of control
Spirits influence my soul
I made a turn for the worst
I drank a bottle straight
The shit burns but it works
Tryna drown the sorrow
Wake up with a headache
The size of Colorado
Maybe a little regret
But probably do this shit tomorrow
Link with the homies
Put a little on the bottle
Even though I should be quitting
To run away from reality
I purchase a bottle
Goin' full throttle
With my heart on my sleeve
See I would smoke weed
But, I have panic attacks
This shit is weird
Now a nigga face his fears
When I look look in the mirror
I mean wow, If I was lying
I'd be camping my style
With some ladies taking shots
Tryna focus on now
The present moment is a gift
Shawty blew me a kiss
Thanks to liquid confidence
For the smoothest assist
Please make it make sense
She losing her religion
For relying on gin
I'm just a fly on a bench
I see it all
But I don't know it all
That's the difference
The more shots I take
I feel the distance
I guess that's the point
Cause I ain't even tryna feel shit
I know at times
I'm kind of hard to deal with
Admitting is the first step right?
Matter of fact
Fuck all that
Pour me another shot nigga
Nigga 1 shot 2 shots 3 shots yeaa
1 more shot and ill be falling out the chair
This that shit that had my momma saying the Serenity prayer
In the sober house for a whole year so yea
To be fair
Depression was deeply rooted soaking up Gin
Now I can see why my uncles always gonna be two sheets to the wind
They can't let go of them demons that they be fighting within
They Left many scars up under my skin and I'm offended
Cause they talk fluently in the language of disrespect
So after my 4th shot my nigga I'm all set
I Lightly intoxicate then meditate on toxic traits
Then I put it all away
In a box or da crate
I'm talented tongued to speak truth is a absolute blessing
Damn I shoulda took a lil shot before this fucking session
Fuck it this my last line
It's a quarter to 8 home by 9 to unwind
And kiss my lady and drink wine

This is the last stop
This is the last drop
Tryna go clean
Tryna grow green
I'm for real my nigga
Excessive consumption
Tryna kill a nigga
Discipline the only medicine
To heal a nigga
No alcohol anonymous
Or broken promises
My lady sing the same song
It sounds monotonous
Begging me to do the opposite
Clean up my act
For the politics
The first step is realizing
What the problem is
Running out of control
Spirits influence my soul
I made a turn for the worst
I drank a bottle straight
The shit burns but it works
Tryna drown the sorrow
Wake up with a headache
The size of Colorado
Maybe a little regret
But probably do this shit tomorrow
Link with the homies
Put a little on the bottle
Even though I should be quitting
To run away from reality
I purchase a bottle
Goin' full throttle
With my heart on my sleeve
See I would smoke weed
But, I have panic attacks
This shit is weird
Now a nigga face his fears
When I look look in the mirror
I mean wow, If I was lying
I'd be camping my style
With some ladies taking shots
Tryna focus on now
The present moment is a gift
Shawty blew me a kiss
Thanks to liquid confidence
For the smoothest assist
Please make it make sense
She losing her religion
For relying on gin
I'm just a fly on a bench
I see it all
But I don't know it all
That's the difference
The more shots I take
I feel the distance
I guess that's the point
Cause I ain't even tryna feel shit
I know at times
I'm kind of hard to deal with
Admitting is the first step right?
Matter of fact
Fuck all that
Pour me another shot nigga
Nigga 1 shot 2 shots 3 shots yeaa
1 more shot and ill be falling out the chair
This that shit that had my momma saying the Serenity prayer
In the sober house for a whole year so yea
To be fair
Depression was deeply rooted soaking up Gin
Now I can see why my uncles always gonna be two sheets to the wind
They can't let go of them demons that they be fighting within
They Left many scars up under my skin and I'm offended
Cause they talk fluently in the language of disrespect
So after my 4th shot my nigga I'm all set
I Lightly intoxicate then meditate on toxic traits
Then I put it all away
In a box or da crate
I'm talented tongued to speak truth is a absolute blessing
Damn I shoulda took a lil shot before this fucking session
Fuck it this my last line
It's a quarter to 8 home by 9 to unwind
And kiss my lady and drink wine