It's been so cold Yeah And it's always the hardest thing Your blood is running old in me I wish I had the chance to right you I wish I didn't look just like you At times I think it hurts me Cheap whiskey running old in me I wish I had the chance to like you I wish I didn't look just like you Yeah I want you to listen want you listen pay attention to hear me I'm on a road to bitches begging go down to pin me Fucking witch you jokers only gave me a good laugh Had to give up smoking but I'm tough on this good stash Woke up in a church what the fuck is my name, bitch? Filling up my aura holy shit I'm the greatest Walked up in a function fucking up your Lay's chips (?) highness I'm suprised I made it And oh, oh, oh If papa could see me We'd probably sharing toast over 70's rieslings I'm tryna get a hold of these demons It ain't easy And oh, oh, oh If mama ain't love me I'd probably be a (?) and cheating Tryna get a hold of these demons It ain't easy