CHARLES HAMILTON - Latte lyrics

rate me

Fuck you got me up so early in the morning for man?...

Yeah, thanks for meetin' me here

I know it's short notice,

And if I black out, don't feel bad 'bout leavin' me here

I would rather have a latte, then stay inside a hosiptal bed

So just let me invent from the top of the head.

It's a lot, or maybe it's a little

And I can't process it, whatever, God bless it

Unless it was sent from the devil in a message

Along with the fairwell quest on my soul

Eyes closed, with hydro and a white bowl

I know, my high goes as fast as it comes

Try and gain weight, try and save faith

In the same place, that moves as fast as I run

Which isnt fast at all, I can crash and fall

Nothing is promise life is basketball

After all, who the hell drafted Charles?

Do not play, but that won't fuck up my latte

Pick a sin, any sin, I commit it (I commit it)

Pick a drug, any drug, yeah I did it (yeah I did it)

Pick a lie, any lie, I'll admit it (I'll admit it)

(And go on) only have one life I still give it (still give it)

Pick a sin, any sin, I commit it (I commit it)

Pick a drug, any drug, yeah I did it (yeah I did it)

(And go on) only have one life I still give it (still give it)

But ain't nobody fuckin' with my latte (latte)

Yo, my brother - I love him to death

But with that love comes struggle and stress

I wanna' snuff him and

This fuckin' neck, everytime he disrespects me

But to maintain the friendship, I keep a button, lip

Is this some sick shit, that my pass

Should I ask him why? Why ask him?

He can't be me, he can't have my passion

For this

I've been tryna' creep with' her, but it's hard to creep with' her

When I sleep with' her, everybody knows about us

So I've never seen with' her,

Unless you've been in the bed, and see me with' her

I mean... I just radiate her

But they know they just rape her,

I take her by the hand

And guide her, 'smack' was my drug of choice 'til I tried her

Then we had a threesome

I didn't, music on smack-smack-smack that ass

I grew music on the back,

And no one knew the difference

'Til they heard the recordin', I think it's porn

You think it's songs in the mornin',

You get excited, I think it's borin'

"Charles, why sample, why you gotta' sing

Why you gotta' rockin' pink, why you gotta' thing,

For drugs" Shit, WHY YOU GOTTA' SUCK MY DICK?

Why you gotta' front like you don't love my shit?

Why these niggas wanna' stress me?

Why is the devil?...

'For the music, none of these bitches though I was sexy

Why don't 'body believe that I'm in dept b?

You askin' me for cake, nigga I can't afford a pepsi.

Yeah, I'm broke I said it, let's see

If any of you gold diggin'-niggas gon' hol' me down

On your credit, nigga I don't need cash

I need debit, get it? Got it?

Fuck a bank, I'm your deposit

Capital One, what's in your wallet?

You think Robin Hood would be robin' in the hood?

Since you niggas are ballin', he'll be ballin' too

When you're money is fallin', he'll be callin' you

Oxymoron; like snow on a hot day

No "Beach Chair" in this blizzard, I am not Jay!

Ya'll are red/pink, don't work

So when his +Kingdom Come+ nobody's fuckin' with my Latte

Pick a sin, any sin, I commit it (I commit it)

Pick a drug, any drug, yeah I did it (yeah I did it)

Pick a lie, any lie, I'll admit it (I'll admit it)

(And go on) only have one life I still give it (still give it)

Pick a sin, any sin, I commit it (I commit it)

Pick a drug, any drug, yeah I did it (yeah I did it)

(And go on) only have one life I still give it (still give it)

But ain't nobody fuckin' with my latte (latte)

You can have my iscolation

You can have anything that it brings

You can have my absence of faith

You can have my everything

Help me.

I pick apart my insides

Help me.

I got no soul to sell

Help me.

The only thing that works for me

Help me get away from myself