LETTING GO by Ryan Lyrics
Letting go of all my problems
I’ll restart tomorrow, drown my sorrows
In this liquor, whiskey neat, a real hard hitter
Thoughts are bitter, never better
Shoulda sold my hollow soul
Same old sweater, nike check
Denim jeans, a bit distressed
Unimpressed
With my actions, i’m a mess
Let me confess
I need to vent
My head is full of doubt, i think i should figure this out
Will i amount to anything?
A sinner with a messed up brain
I try to hide my shame
I fake a smile everyday
But it don’t help
I’m just a shell of what my former self once was
I’m stuck in hell, abusing drugs, and hanging with some fucking thugs
Promises of wealth, but waving guns
Mobbing streets and robbing stores
Just for thrill and a little fun
Fuck is fun about that shit?
Quit glorifying hit and runs
Getting shot, with shotgun slugs
Just like my cousin, sums it up
It hurts a ton
He went out too young
Busting guns, and dumbing
Fuck around get stabbed in the stomach
Hard to stomach
Weak ass stomach..
Im feeling low
Im all alone
Ain't got nobody by my side
So i reside inside
I’m anti social, lack of pride
Im a nuisance, clueless as to why
I feel this feeling all the time
Resorting to all types of crime
My record long as fuck
100 pages when i die
This shit is crazy, cannot lie
Cocaine addicts, crazy eyes
With dilated pupils, lookin stupid
Who the fuck you think you fooling?
Dreams are lucid as can be
Y’all are clueless as can be
Whipping in a beamer, throwing gang signs out the window
Chatter on the streets crescendo
Zero fucks are given, let’s continue
They dont get our lingo
Fucking bimbos in our limo
She’s bilingual, half hispanic, fine as fuck, but she was widowed
I’ll restart tomorrow, drown my sorrows
In this liquor, whiskey neat, a real hard hitter
Thoughts are bitter, never better
Shoulda sold my hollow soul
Same old sweater, nike check
Denim jeans, a bit distressed
Unimpressed
With my actions, i’m a mess
Let me confess
I need to vent
My head is full of doubt, i think i should figure this out
Will i amount to anything?
A sinner with a messed up brain
I try to hide my shame
I fake a smile everyday
But it don’t help
I’m just a shell of what my former self once was
I’m stuck in hell, abusing drugs, and hanging with some fucking thugs
Promises of wealth, but waving guns
Mobbing streets and robbing stores
Just for thrill and a little fun
Fuck is fun about that shit?
Quit glorifying hit and runs
Getting shot, with shotgun slugs
Just like my cousin, sums it up
It hurts a ton
He went out too young
Busting guns, and dumbing
Fuck around get stabbed in the stomach
Hard to stomach
Weak ass stomach..
Im feeling low
Im all alone
Ain't got nobody by my side
So i reside inside
I’m anti social, lack of pride
Im a nuisance, clueless as to why
I feel this feeling all the time
Resorting to all types of crime
My record long as fuck
100 pages when i die
This shit is crazy, cannot lie
Cocaine addicts, crazy eyes
With dilated pupils, lookin stupid
Who the fuck you think you fooling?
Dreams are lucid as can be
Y’all are clueless as can be
Whipping in a beamer, throwing gang signs out the window
Chatter on the streets crescendo
Zero fucks are given, let’s continue
They dont get our lingo
Fucking bimbos in our limo
She’s bilingual, half hispanic, fine as fuck, but she was widowed