Текст песни I'M SICK - TriGOD LunnDun

Truth is I ain't gonna lie nomo
I've been sick for a long time no antidote
I've been running through relationships like antelopes
Hard times and my demise is feeling close
I'm just standing on front lines to let you know
Writing them love letters send them letter I gotta go
But the waiting for my fall like Geronimo
And I'm standing on your front lawn like here we go
(Yeah)
Different point of views just a different glass
Always chasing bitches with a bigger ass
One minute I'm sliding then I dip and dash
I think I need a doctor cuz my sickness bad
Saying that she love me but I make her mad
Cuz one minute I'm gone then I'm coming back
Consistently never being consistent
Now I'm sitting all alone she wanted distance

I think I'm sick
Think I need a doctor
Fuck it need a whole bottle of vodka
Tryna box me in like a locker
And she always dreading when I come like a rasta
I told you so
I ain't shit
I showed you and yo mama
Half the time I've fuckd up and put you through some drama
I done messed up everything good and made a bigger problem
The only thing that help me is the vodka problem solving

(Yeah)
So many baddies I can't keep my count
She trying to sit on a nigga like I'm a fuckn couch
They say a cheater always cheating we not going out
Different numbers in her phone she not holding out
Bad news I ain't fuckn with no attitude
And when I give you something bitch you show some gratitude
I might be fuckd up off the liquor I ain't stupid boo
She tryna be my only one but I ain't choosing you
Bad bitches makeup on that's a costume
Suck a nigga dick or something drool like dogs do
What would I'd be without you like I'm Ja Rule
She tryna pull up on a nigga like carpool
She say her love going deeper than her tattoos
She know I'm dripping with the sauce like I'm ragú
(Damn)
She gambling like she can't lose
Bet your chips all on me that's a bad move

I think I'm sick
Think I need a doctor
Fuck it need a whole bottle of vodka
Tryna box me in like a locker
And she always dreading when I come like a rasta
I told you so
I ain't shit
I showed you and yo mama
Half the time I've fuckd up and put you through some drama
I done messed up everything good and made a bigger problem
The only thing that help me is the vodka problem solving