Текст песни Credence - Chetta

Who gives a fuck what I'm saying?
Who gives a fuck what I'm dropping?
I know you don't care, no acknowledge
I should just shut up and stop it
I should just cut off the light
Put an end to this life
Couple pills got me feeling alright
Still think that I should die, but
Now I need to move on, cause the timing ain't right
No, I know I ain't right
And my mind ain't the same since I came home that night
I been stressing on things
I don't know how I fight, but I gotta
Cause nothing come overnight
That hustle me a scary sight
We bout the life, they 'bout the hype (Woe)

We bout the life, they 'bout the hype (Woe)
We bout the life, they 'bout the hype (Woe)

Feel like I got it
I know that they need it
Won't give up that easy
Who said I was leaving?
Who said I was done?
I have only begun
Take my life for no reason
Couple pills got me feeling so numb
Give a fuck what you want and you thinking
But
Lately my life been so out of control
Give up my mind and I sell off my soul
Take all the time that I need and whats owed
Feeling like I am the one that was chose
Put all my problems I have on expose
Read through the lines as I breathe through the flow
Killing them slow
Just to reap what I sow
Drag them outside and I eat with the crows

We bout the life, they 'bout the hype (Woe)
We bout the life, they 'bout the hype (Woe)