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heebzstreet - bottoms up lyrics

[intro]
turn my voice up a little too (clears throat)
yeah (hums)

[hook]
life’s a game, but i don’t feel amus-m-nt
couldn’t tell you if i’m winning or loosing
bottoms up, drink to my confusion
bottoms up, it’s late night boozin (x2)

[verse 1]

i’m the kid that people love to take advantage of
kicked when i’m down, all around damaged up
for that pain man i swear there ain’t bandages
still i’m cheesing for these m-th-f-ckin cameras
while i’m hearing their words, i gotta handle stuff
like this kids from the burbs, he ain’t a man enough
he’s probably softer than sand, i bet he can’t erupt
but today i’m pompeii, the way i’m standing up
i’m concerned with a yearn to burn my enemies
i gotta plan to be the man that they pretend to be
and to my fans i understand the love you send for free
i wouldn’t lie it’s why a pistol hasn’t ended me
and still i’m working so hard it’s a d-mn habit
its like my dreams are right in my hands and i can’t grab it
my heart needs warmth but this world is kinda cold
i’m coming out the hole that i’ve dug to find my soul and

[hook]

[verse 2]

picture this, flashbacks start to play again
kicked out of every single house you staying in
you meet insanity, your family ignores you
christmas day, awake a lone in your dorm room
been through h-ll but h-lla people gonna have it rough
chasing dough when i know i’ll never have enough
see i could see the truth in life with level eyes
still i’m finding that i’m blinded by the devil’s eyes
dough, i need at it, clothes, i need at it
i’m ill, i fiend havoc, a pill and speed addict
even if my odds of hittin the top are looking shady
if you think that ima quit and just stop, your f-cking crazy
and the tic to the toc of the clocks are runnin daily
i ain’t waitin on a prophet or god to come and save me
see my life, blame it all on the shots, call me jamie
f-ck the wisdom that you got, your not just ganna play me cuz

[hook]
life’s a game, but i don’t feel amus-m-nt
couldn’t tell you if i’m winning or loosing
bottoms up, drink to my confusion
bottoms up, it’s late night boozin (x4)

- heebzstreet lyrics

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