12 Shots (feat. Nate Augustus)
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⏱️ 4:26 duration
🆔 ID: 2711624
📜 Lyrics
[Intro]
*Cough*
Hey, another day...
[Verse 1]
Yo,
Woke up early on my born day, 28 ain't a blessin' though,
My bills are stacked up high and my funds are gettin' low,
I'm set to go up-to this shit-hole local bar,
So I can get some peace, plus they don't over-charge,
Order my first shot I'm sittin' there all alone,
Some piss warm Cuervo coz' I can't afford Patrone,
They say I crossed the line coz' I don't need no salt or lime,
And I smell the liquor before I take it all the time,
Got problems on my mind, some I can't handle,
Time for shot number two, gimmie' some Jack Daniels,
It's how I cope, pressure hits, I go get a brew,
And after two honestly I'm in a better mood,
Round three I got that Jameson's Irish whiskey,
Then I put it back and yeah I'm feelin' kinda tipsy,
This busty bar tender lookin' better by the minute,
A few more and I gotta say I'd slide up in it,
So I'm like "yo, come here miss, be friends with me",
Then shots four and five are double-fisted Hennessy,
I should let it be, I'm gettin' rowdy poppin' shit,
Time for number six, but wait yo, I gotta piss.
Took a leak, took my seat, now I'm tryna flirt,
But the Henny's repeatin' on my every time I burp,
Then the bitch told me six she was buying back,
I said surprise me, big surprise, another shot of yak,
[Hook: Nate Augustus]
I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
[Verse 2]
Now it's eleven on the dot and I want my seventh shot,
Some ice cold Jägermeister would just hit the spot,
Threw it down and said "yo bartender do a round",
I think that was eight, I'm drunk so I'm losing count,
Vision kinda spinnin' but still I want another,
Now the bitch looks like Vida and I wanna' fuck her,
I called her over but god-damn my mouth was slurrin',
So I was like fuck it, "just bring me out some Bourbon",
Took my ninth and looked at life in another light,
I went from happy too "Imma' start a fuckin' fight!",
Thoughts were runnin' like "I hate myself nowadays",
I'm really broke and my seeds a thousand miles away,
Baby mama always gotta bring that same drama,
"Yo bartender bring me back a shot of straight Vodka",
That's number ten but at this point does it matter?,
I'm half a father, half a sucker, half a fuckin' rapper,
Half-assed and half the time I'm just a drunken bastard,
Who smokes so many cigarettes I got a touch of asthma,
Ordered my eleventh E&J. and with the quickness,
Took it and told the bitch "I'll be back in twenty minutes",
I went outside, threw some punches and hit the wall,
Knuckles bleedin', screaming till I trip and fall,
I ain't got shit at all, and I don't even love myself,
Fuck it, I ain't going back in, here's number twelve: *gun shot*
[Hook: Nate Augustus]
I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
*Cough*
Hey, another day...
[Verse 1]
Yo,
Woke up early on my born day, 28 ain't a blessin' though,
My bills are stacked up high and my funds are gettin' low,
I'm set to go up-to this shit-hole local bar,
So I can get some peace, plus they don't over-charge,
Order my first shot I'm sittin' there all alone,
Some piss warm Cuervo coz' I can't afford Patrone,
They say I crossed the line coz' I don't need no salt or lime,
And I smell the liquor before I take it all the time,
Got problems on my mind, some I can't handle,
Time for shot number two, gimmie' some Jack Daniels,
It's how I cope, pressure hits, I go get a brew,
And after two honestly I'm in a better mood,
Round three I got that Jameson's Irish whiskey,
Then I put it back and yeah I'm feelin' kinda tipsy,
This busty bar tender lookin' better by the minute,
A few more and I gotta say I'd slide up in it,
So I'm like "yo, come here miss, be friends with me",
Then shots four and five are double-fisted Hennessy,
I should let it be, I'm gettin' rowdy poppin' shit,
Time for number six, but wait yo, I gotta piss.
Took a leak, took my seat, now I'm tryna flirt,
But the Henny's repeatin' on my every time I burp,
Then the bitch told me six she was buying back,
I said surprise me, big surprise, another shot of yak,
[Hook: Nate Augustus]
I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
[Verse 2]
Now it's eleven on the dot and I want my seventh shot,
Some ice cold Jägermeister would just hit the spot,
Threw it down and said "yo bartender do a round",
I think that was eight, I'm drunk so I'm losing count,
Vision kinda spinnin' but still I want another,
Now the bitch looks like Vida and I wanna' fuck her,
I called her over but god-damn my mouth was slurrin',
So I was like fuck it, "just bring me out some Bourbon",
Took my ninth and looked at life in another light,
I went from happy too "Imma' start a fuckin' fight!",
Thoughts were runnin' like "I hate myself nowadays",
I'm really broke and my seeds a thousand miles away,
Baby mama always gotta bring that same drama,
"Yo bartender bring me back a shot of straight Vodka",
That's number ten but at this point does it matter?,
I'm half a father, half a sucker, half a fuckin' rapper,
Half-assed and half the time I'm just a drunken bastard,
Who smokes so many cigarettes I got a touch of asthma,
Ordered my eleventh E&J. and with the quickness,
Took it and told the bitch "I'll be back in twenty minutes",
I went outside, threw some punches and hit the wall,
Knuckles bleedin', screaming till I trip and fall,
I ain't got shit at all, and I don't even love myself,
Fuck it, I ain't going back in, here's number twelve: *gun shot*
[Hook: Nate Augustus]
I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.44] [Intro]
[00:03.11] *Cough*
[00:07.05] Hey, another day...
[00:10.40] [Verse 1]
[00:11.18] Yo,
[00:11.46] Woke up early on my born day, 28 ain't a blessin' though,
[00:14.58] My bills are stacked up high and my funds are gettin' low,
[00:17.35] I'm set to go up-to this shit-hole local bar,
[00:20.48] So I can get some peace, plus they don't over-charge,
[00:23.42] Order my first shot I'm sittin' there all alone,
[00:25.95] Some piss warm Cuervo coz' I can't afford Patrone,
[00:28.96] They say I crossed the line coz' I don't need no salt or lime,
[00:31.71] And I smell the liquor before I take it all the time,
[00:34.85] Got problems on my mind, some I can't handle,
[00:37.75] Time for shot number two, gimmie' some Jack Daniels,
[00:40.73] It's how I cope, pressure hits, I go get a brew,
[00:43.38] And after two honestly I'm in a better mood,
[00:46.24] Round three I got that Jameson's Irish whiskey,
[00:49.29] Then I put it back and yeah I'm feelin' kinda tipsy,
[00:52.22] This busty bar tender lookin' better by the minute,
[00:54.94] A few more and I gotta say I'd slide up in it,
[00:58.18] So I'm like "yo, come here miss, be friends with me",
[01:00.95] Then shots four and five are double-fisted Hennessy,
[01:03.63] I should let it be, I'm gettin' rowdy poppin' shit,
[01:06.54] Time for number six, but wait yo, I gotta piss.
[01:09.38] Took a leak, took my seat, now I'm tryna flirt,
[01:12.05] But the Henny's repeatin' on my every time I burp,
[01:14.95] Then the bitch told me six she was buying back,
[01:17.87] I said surprise me, big surprise, another shot of yak,
[01:20.32] [Hook: Nate Augustus]
[01:21.01] I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
[01:26.71] Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
[01:31.44] So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
[01:38.36] I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
[01:42.52] [Verse 2]
[01:43.12] Now it's eleven on the dot and I want my seventh shot,
[01:46.33] Some ice cold Jägermeister would just hit the spot,
[01:49.21] Threw it down and said "yo bartender do a round",
[01:52.17] I think that was eight, I'm drunk so I'm losing count,
[01:54.92] Vision kinda spinnin' but still I want another,
[01:57.73] Now the bitch looks like Vida and I wanna' fuck her,
[02:00.73] I called her over but god-damn my mouth was slurrin',
[02:03.58] So I was like fuck it, "just bring me out some Bourbon",
[02:06.35] Took my ninth and looked at life in another light,
[02:09.29] I went from happy too "Imma' start a fuckin' fight!",
[02:11.85] Thoughts were runnin' like "I hate myself nowadays",
[02:14.99] I'm really broke and my seeds a thousand miles away,
[02:17.97] Baby mama always gotta bring that same drama,
[02:20.88] "Yo bartender bring me back a shot of straight Vodka",
[02:23.58] That's number ten but at this point does it matter?,
[02:26.00] I'm half a father, half a sucker, half a fuckin' rapper,
[02:29.43] Half-assed and half the time I'm just a drunken bastard,
[02:32.17] Who smokes so many cigarettes I got a touch of asthma,
[02:34.96] Ordered my eleventh E&J. and with the quickness,
[02:37.96] Took it and told the bitch "I'll be back in twenty minutes",
[02:40.81] I went outside, threw some punches and hit the wall,
[02:43.44] Knuckles bleedin', screaming till I trip and fall,
[02:46.42] I ain't got shit at all, and I don't even love myself,
[02:49.17] Fuck it, I ain't going back in, here's number twelve: *gun shot*
[03:12.51] [Hook: Nate Augustus]
[03:16.35] I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
[03:21.78] Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
[03:27.43] So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
[03:33.39] I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
[03:39.65]
[00:03.11] *Cough*
[00:07.05] Hey, another day...
[00:10.40] [Verse 1]
[00:11.18] Yo,
[00:11.46] Woke up early on my born day, 28 ain't a blessin' though,
[00:14.58] My bills are stacked up high and my funds are gettin' low,
[00:17.35] I'm set to go up-to this shit-hole local bar,
[00:20.48] So I can get some peace, plus they don't over-charge,
[00:23.42] Order my first shot I'm sittin' there all alone,
[00:25.95] Some piss warm Cuervo coz' I can't afford Patrone,
[00:28.96] They say I crossed the line coz' I don't need no salt or lime,
[00:31.71] And I smell the liquor before I take it all the time,
[00:34.85] Got problems on my mind, some I can't handle,
[00:37.75] Time for shot number two, gimmie' some Jack Daniels,
[00:40.73] It's how I cope, pressure hits, I go get a brew,
[00:43.38] And after two honestly I'm in a better mood,
[00:46.24] Round three I got that Jameson's Irish whiskey,
[00:49.29] Then I put it back and yeah I'm feelin' kinda tipsy,
[00:52.22] This busty bar tender lookin' better by the minute,
[00:54.94] A few more and I gotta say I'd slide up in it,
[00:58.18] So I'm like "yo, come here miss, be friends with me",
[01:00.95] Then shots four and five are double-fisted Hennessy,
[01:03.63] I should let it be, I'm gettin' rowdy poppin' shit,
[01:06.54] Time for number six, but wait yo, I gotta piss.
[01:09.38] Took a leak, took my seat, now I'm tryna flirt,
[01:12.05] But the Henny's repeatin' on my every time I burp,
[01:14.95] Then the bitch told me six she was buying back,
[01:17.87] I said surprise me, big surprise, another shot of yak,
[01:20.32] [Hook: Nate Augustus]
[01:21.01] I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
[01:26.71] Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
[01:31.44] So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
[01:38.36] I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
[01:42.52] [Verse 2]
[01:43.12] Now it's eleven on the dot and I want my seventh shot,
[01:46.33] Some ice cold Jägermeister would just hit the spot,
[01:49.21] Threw it down and said "yo bartender do a round",
[01:52.17] I think that was eight, I'm drunk so I'm losing count,
[01:54.92] Vision kinda spinnin' but still I want another,
[01:57.73] Now the bitch looks like Vida and I wanna' fuck her,
[02:00.73] I called her over but god-damn my mouth was slurrin',
[02:03.58] So I was like fuck it, "just bring me out some Bourbon",
[02:06.35] Took my ninth and looked at life in another light,
[02:09.29] I went from happy too "Imma' start a fuckin' fight!",
[02:11.85] Thoughts were runnin' like "I hate myself nowadays",
[02:14.99] I'm really broke and my seeds a thousand miles away,
[02:17.97] Baby mama always gotta bring that same drama,
[02:20.88] "Yo bartender bring me back a shot of straight Vodka",
[02:23.58] That's number ten but at this point does it matter?,
[02:26.00] I'm half a father, half a sucker, half a fuckin' rapper,
[02:29.43] Half-assed and half the time I'm just a drunken bastard,
[02:32.17] Who smokes so many cigarettes I got a touch of asthma,
[02:34.96] Ordered my eleventh E&J. and with the quickness,
[02:37.96] Took it and told the bitch "I'll be back in twenty minutes",
[02:40.81] I went outside, threw some punches and hit the wall,
[02:43.44] Knuckles bleedin', screaming till I trip and fall,
[02:46.42] I ain't got shit at all, and I don't even love myself,
[02:49.17] Fuck it, I ain't going back in, here's number twelve: *gun shot*
[03:12.51] [Hook: Nate Augustus]
[03:16.35] I'm far too proud to cry, and refuse to taste my pride,
[03:21.78] Everyday's the same so I drink to hide the pain inside,
[03:27.43] So it comes to pass my time, when I breakdown and say goodbye,
[03:33.39] I begin to close my eyes, hide the pain inside.
[03:39.65]