Paroles de Gucci Mane
I'm from Alabama, I'm 'bout 4' 11"I've got a shitty father, and I'd like to go to Heaven
Internally, I'm scrappy, but I'm afraid to fight
I prefer to keep my hoops in, so I stay in at night
They tell me not to falter to tell them who I am
But I'm not fucking sure, I know I love shitty men
They normally contribute to the state that I'm in
This place that I'm in, this fucking state that I'm in
Sometimes in the morning, I feel bad when I get up
And I look around my house, and I look at all the stuff
I get to feeling guilty and I think about my mom
I'm the first one in my family to see a million bucks
No
I don't wanna talk about it
I'd rather write my way around it
'Cause I don't wanna talk about it
No
I don't like the way it's sounding
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna talk about it
I write songs about my father and the fucked up shit he did
But I take one out the chamber 'cause I'm learning to forgive
I would rather not throw him right up under the bus
Though I used to wish some day that he'd get hit by that bus
I would like to not be bitter, yeah, and I'd take that back
And I prefer sweet, but still, I take my coffee black
It's 4:00 in the morning and I wake up in a sweat
Paranoid that someone's there, it's only ever just the wind
Oh
I don't wanna talk about it
I wanna write my way around it
But I don't wanna talk about it
No
I don't like the way it sounds
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it
Somehow now I'm twenty and I'm trying to figure out
What the hell to do with love and what the hell to do without
I walk in with my head held high, I feel like a tall child
I'll sample Lemonade to make Gucci Mane proud
They normally contribute to the state that I'm in
This place that I'm in, this fucking state that I'm in
Sometimes in the morning, I feel bad when I get up
And I look around my house, and I look at all the stuff
I get to feeling guilty and I think about my mom
I'm the first one in my family to see a million bucks
No
I don't wanna talk about it
I'd rather write my way around it
'Cause I don't wanna talk about it
No
I don't like the way it's sounding
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna talk about it
I write songs about my father and the fucked up shit he did
But I take one out the chamber 'cause I'm learning to forgive
I would rather not throw him right up under the bus
Though I used to wish some day that he'd get hit by that bus
I would like to not be bitter, yeah, and I'd take that back
And I prefer sweet, but still, I take my coffee black
It's 4:00 in the morning and I wake up in a sweat
Paranoid that someone's there, it's only ever just the wind
Oh
I don't wanna talk about it
I wanna write my way around it
But I don't wanna talk about it
No
I don't like the way it sounds
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it
Somehow now I'm twenty and I'm trying to figure out
What the hell to do with love and what the hell to do without
I walk in with my head held high, I feel like a tall child
I'll sample Lemonade to make Gucci Mane proud
