Triple One - Libertine. lyrics

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Triple One - Libertine. lyrics

[Obi] I ain't been saving up, I ain't been taking d** I ain't been making love, I ain't been anything Again, anything Anything that you could say to make me stop Probably won't work, probably won't pop Probably get caught in the shot Probably get caught in the view of the backdrop Shooting 8 balls never had a date for Or the time for, what are 7 lines for Water with the eyeball, shut it mother f**er She a eye sore I saw first, you You save yourself, I'm gonna save my time, (save my) I'm gonna save my time I ain't gonna stand in a line Waiting for the day that they take my life Rather save my time I'm gonna save my time, gonna save my… [Chorus] I got problems, thinking you could solve them I got liquor on my breath I got my savings on some dockets f**ing problems, lousy f**ing problems But thinking you could solve them might be thinking optimistic Its cold inside I feel that heater burning I feel I needa turning Safe zones and a Cain toad Lick a little frog, get brain bruh And if it feel good, blow a fat load Don't tell me to ever aim low Name yo, what's ya name yo I ain't heard about ya I ain't ever heard about ya, (nah) I ain't ever heard yeh I ain't ever heard – So f** off, Yeh f** off f** a dumb b**h, f** a rich jock f** a racist, f** a pit stop f** a settle down, f** a sh** job And if I get kids when they grow up, will--- Will they like their dad Hopefully never be like their dad Belly full if brew, but it ironclad Slowly dying I am that (slowly dying I am that) Slowly dying I am that Got beer on my mind, I ain't lying man Had a sneak line, ain't lying man That's me honest but I'm trying man You a dressed up c*nt, you a liar man (Slowly dying I am that) You a dressed up c*nt, you a liar man Try and settle down why you crying man? That's me honest but I'm trying man You a dressed up c*nt, you a liar man (Slowly dying I am that) [Chorus] I got problems, thinking you could solve them I got liquor on my breath I got my savings on some dockets f**ing problems, lousy f**ing problems But thinking you could solve them might be thinking optimistic I take my hat off to the women working half to d**h I take my hat off for no man less he's asking it Even then if I don't like it, he don't get my drift Heaven scented she a 7 like a holy b**h, god Holy sh**, no need for that holiness Never thought my word was gonna hold in this Even if I said it with my hand on it You'd probably cut me down, not the man for it Pretty cut throat now, got a can of it Its been so dam long, I'm not standing it I got a bullet in the back with some cannabis I don't smoke the sh**, but still hold the tip Of the very life I've been living like I'm over it Like the lines I've been given, not a joke in it Coke a clip, f**ing end it with broken lid Get my minds all open have poke in it Straight line what you seeing is a broken kid.. Seen beam of light and I'm hoping its A drunk drive and I die when hit So suicide looking just like an accident And I die like piece of sh**