Lyrics Bottled Up - Trpl-Z

It's funny, back when I was spending money
Getting bent with the homies
Snorting coke with the cronies

Nobody batted an eye
Laugh when I try
Blind to the vision like a sty
Looking to the sky

Laughing at the divine
As she begs me to come inside
Baby nice try

I've been a beast since birth
While you doubted my worth
Like a curse
Feel the girth
Now I'm worse
Tell your friends I'm a jerk

Shake hands with bums and winos
Kingdoms who false pose
Silver spoons in their nose

Wicked flows
For the disposed
Broken lows
And societal woes
Planted to try us and grow

Bottled up all my problems
Still feeling hollow
I never followed
Planning for better tomorrows

Dont mind my bravado
Fuck these hoes is the motto
She gasped while she blows
Feeling like she hit the lotto

This is for the rain
Beaten down soaking up pain
Racking your brain
Trying to stay in your lane

Holding onto rage
Great ape in a cage
Stay in your place
Or take the mace to your face

It's not fair
But I never cared
I'm riding on bannered mares
Showcasing my despair

All this time
With nothing to show
Besides fat lines
And bagging dimes at every mother fucking show

Who knows?
Take a roll at the dice
All in, that's my life
I paid the price to be nice
Planned it precise
Sleeping with roaches and lice
Chasing a dream with a mic
Tossing in my sleep at night