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sobreity - jordan d. mitchell lyrics

[verse 1]
jungle juice from plastic vodka i hope my hoes prosper
cuz every night we getting faded liquor got my dolla
i eat like sh*t i’m f*cking b*tches p*ssy lacking water
they say “ignorance is bliss” but b*tch your ph awful
and she say she wanna kick it, b*tch i’ll bring the bottle
slid the ciroc and some weed, is that what p*ssy cost you
hennessy my n*ggatry, got all these hoes to follow
and on god i need a break i think i’ll start tomorrow
on god i be thinking bout my vision if it wasn’t impaired
i be sinking in my feelings cuz i lack the repairs
she be f*cking on a n*gga who she know doesn’t care
if she died the next day, she just a body that’s there
i be getting f*cked up (f*cked up, f*cked up, f*cked up)
faded to erase my f*cking conscious i be tripping
when i’m f*cked up (f*cked up, f*cked up, f*cking up)
racing through my mind, that i’ll never be fine when

listen n*gga

you need to stop drinking
you need to stop smoking
you need to stop floating
discussion feels hopeless
you need to stop drinking
you need to stop smoking
the why the f*ck you don’t listen
i f*cking hate this decision

[verse 2]
i’m a d*mn alcoholic, you hoes addicted to drama
my woes committed to knowledge, your soul committed to conflict
i stopped drinking to see the vision and see the whole world clearly
cuz when a n*gga stopped smoking i started dreaming with meaning
i started thinking fore speaking, i thought about that b*tch feelings
i see her soul she revealing, i’m sorry i said you was reaching
i process love and commitment, i practice trust and forgiveness
and yet i don’t trust these b*tches, and i don’t trust my n*ggas

i know what’s real when i can see
i know what’s real when your with me
sobriety, sobriety
sobriety, sobriety

sober 34 mother f*cking days
and the world is still ending n*gga

[verse 3]
going downtown with my b*tches getting drunk (getting drunk)
i got ten hoes and i bet they let me f*ck (let me f*ck)
shawty popped a pill, and i just lit a blunt (lit a blunt)
we be in the party ready to turn the function up (function up)
i’m a godd*mn social b*tterfly (b*tterfly)
and i don’t pass the weed b*tch don’t ask me why (ask me why)
shawty throwin’ ass she demand and i supply (i supply)
yiking in the function like my black ass bouta die

little b*tch

- jordan d mitchell lyrics

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