Setbacks by Christo Crisafi Lyrics
(Chorus)
I've been rolling deep in the trenches
Yall been fucking sleeping on the benches
Had a couple setbacks now I'm back with a vengeance
Hold that thought, bitch, running out of patience
(x2)
(Verse 1)
I hate it when my demons try to haunt me
On a mission but imprisoned by this animosity
Shits been getting dark, getting overrated
To say that I'm depressed is an understatement
I've been running from a broken home to all kinds of places
Life's been frantic, monday manic
Wake up in a panic, whipping automatic
Channelin Orenthal in that bronco, so erratic
Feel the pressurе, blizzard on a two tone Patek
Every wintеr getting colder as I'm getting older
Devil on my shoulder forcing me to fold yea yea
(Chorus)
I've been rolling deep in the trenches
Yall been fucking sleeping on the benches
Had a couple setbacks now I'm back with a vengeance
Hold that thought, bitch, running out of patience
(x2)
(Verse 2)
I love it when they say they miss the old me
Cause to be honest lately I've been living pretty recklessly
Unequivocally, I've been thinking carelessly
But truthfully, I've been letting shit get the best of me
Got my heart on my sleeve in a war that I lead
As I ride through these streets, watch my battle scars bleed
Back on road, back to the fold, better run it back
Get back to the dough
All these friends and all these foes
Back on track and back to the lab with the
Maybach flows all the way back home yeah
I got attitude problems, someone once said
It's a shame, I used to care, but the old me is dead
I suppose the track is over but it had a couple setbacks
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Chorus)
I've been rolling deep in the trenches
Yall been fucking sleeping on the benches
Had a couple setbacks now I'm back with a vengeance
Hold that thought, bitch, running out of patience
(x2)
I've been rolling deep in the trenches
Yall been fucking sleeping on the benches
Had a couple setbacks now I'm back with a vengeance
Hold that thought, bitch, running out of patience
(x2)
(Verse 1)
I hate it when my demons try to haunt me
On a mission but imprisoned by this animosity
Shits been getting dark, getting overrated
To say that I'm depressed is an understatement
I've been running from a broken home to all kinds of places
Life's been frantic, monday manic
Wake up in a panic, whipping automatic
Channelin Orenthal in that bronco, so erratic
Feel the pressurе, blizzard on a two tone Patek
Every wintеr getting colder as I'm getting older
Devil on my shoulder forcing me to fold yea yea
(Chorus)
I've been rolling deep in the trenches
Yall been fucking sleeping on the benches
Had a couple setbacks now I'm back with a vengeance
Hold that thought, bitch, running out of patience
(x2)
(Verse 2)
I love it when they say they miss the old me
Cause to be honest lately I've been living pretty recklessly
Unequivocally, I've been thinking carelessly
But truthfully, I've been letting shit get the best of me
Got my heart on my sleeve in a war that I lead
As I ride through these streets, watch my battle scars bleed
Back on road, back to the fold, better run it back
Get back to the dough
All these friends and all these foes
Back on track and back to the lab with the
Maybach flows all the way back home yeah
I got attitude problems, someone once said
It's a shame, I used to care, but the old me is dead
I suppose the track is over but it had a couple setbacks
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Chorus)
I've been rolling deep in the trenches
Yall been fucking sleeping on the benches
Had a couple setbacks now I'm back with a vengeance
Hold that thought, bitch, running out of patience
(x2)