Coming on 4 years since my father died
Sometimes I wish it was a homicide
Make the pain a little easier to understand
Self inflicted wounds be the scissor man
Scissor gram, flowers in my pockets on a regular now
I ain't smoking regular now
Faintest numbers all in my cellular now
Funny how the more respected I get
The more I'm in doubt with the self loathing
Designer brand frequent on my belt and clothing
Flashing and I'm like word
I see that it lies through try to make me happy
Well it seem like everything that I could go
Only may attack me
I mean my heart got scars
I'm at my last dollar man
I've been in the pocket line
Balled out, sipping the high life
Contemplating taking my life
My vice's has always been try to mimic my father
And his decisions but
Like I just got in the same collisions I know
I'm in these loud crowds I get petrified
So excuse me if I step aside
[Hook:]
I always had a weak stomach
I puked that night
I was staring at the stars on the roof that night
Hey, and I always had a weak stomach
I've been out here try to chill
But drama keep coming
Keep coming
But drama keep coming
Man I always had a weak stomach
[Caskey:]
Signing to a major label
Was always favor we didn't bank on
The table at my house got a drink on it
Alcoholic ambition to try and ease the pain
I ain't had no father figure to try and teach me man
Rolling around when I'm 16 years old on the way to VOP
Reminiscing that he was under my seat for what?
I guess I had something to prove problem child
Ain't got nothing to lose
Vodka and dues
And I'm balling til my shockers reduce to the bad minimal
On the borderline of being a criminal
Becoming a byproduct all my homies were product for sale
In and out of jail and order intel
Hail Mary inside the speaker while we bust the wide on Georgia
Sitting in the back with a gat
Lookingf for them four corrads in last week, and we ain't sober
Then I saw pimping the pullover
[Hook:]
I always had a weak stomach
I puked that night
I was hanging out the window trying to shoot that night
Hey, and I always had a weak stomach
I've been out here try to chill
But drama keep coming
Keep coming
The drama keep coming
And I always had a weak stomach
[MGK:]
But fuck that!
Ain't no time for a sickness when you trying to get it
And all the time in this prison is spent finding a prism
I waited to one way of light in the colorful visions
Carry on tradition to everyone who came from the ditches
Rose from the dirt without a stain though
Insane that some angels hang themselves with their own halo
That's why I lay low
Now my worst enemy is my mind
Stare at a screen
And watch these other artists take what is mine
Sit by myself and smoke so much weed that it looks
Like I'm crying just It's like far a lot
But one thing it is not is rewind
So I proceed forward
And my standards for this game never lowered
Ever since I became what they said I wouldn't I wanted more of
Dear lord save me from these snakes constricting like boas
Old friends at my doors
In the streets to ignore us
Landlord on the phone is tellin me I can't afford it
I'm three months late
Feel like a pregnant woman this chorus
Cause of my weak stomach
[Hook:]
I always had a weak stomach
I puked that night
I was contemplating telling you the truth that night
Hey, and I always had a weak stomach
I've been out here try to chill
But drama keep coming
Keep coming
The drama keep coming
Man I always had a weak stomach
