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Like what would you do for this fortune and fame? Fortune and fame? Fighting your way through this torture and pain Stuck in a prison of drug and addiction I know I should stop it, I'm caught in these waves Ignoring my brain, got me at war with my mates Half of 'em walking away I want a missus, instead I got strippers I dick on the daily They calling me babe Like yeah, so I'll take this ride to hell Will I I make it back? Yeah, fuck knows, bro, yeah, maybe time will tell All my fans, they saved my life Guess I saved their life as well But I cannot understand why I can't save me from myself Girl, please save me from myself Yeah, please save me from myself I just put my life in bars like I got placed inside a cell I got great incline of wealth but got great decline of health I just sacrificed my life and now these tapes and rhymes will sell Please don't call my fuckin' phone I tell a joke and I mask all the pain I still got hitters that roll with a dipper Go Tony Montana and scar up your face Feel like I'm winning, but slowly I'm slipping It's getting so dark I can hardly escape Letras de cancionesBrock on the phone, "Nah, you gotta go home" 'Cause he know I ain't rang up my father in days Like yeah, yeah, yeah Still have envisioned my mum in the kitchen And she know her son is still passing away I see my father, his heart be in pain Like yeah, I don't wanna let him down Fuck it, gotta settle down I don't wanna drown, don't want my brothers To come put their oldest brother in the ground Like yeah Tell me your darkest secret, I tell you I can't believe it Tell your heart's an ocean, I tell you that mine are seas And I can't swim, yeah, yeah I said I can't swim, yeah Fuck girl, I'm not perfect, yeah But neither are you, and that is the truth Give me my weed and my packet of zoots All that I need is be back in the booth But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah Like yeah, yeah Like yeah Like yeah, yeah Like yeah Like yeah, yeah Like yeah, yeah Like yeah, yeah Like yeah Fuck, girl, I'm not perfect, yeah But neither are you and that is the truth Give me my weed and my packet of zoots All that I need is be back in the booth But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah But girl, I can't swim, yeah, yeah From Letras Mania