Lungz - Empty Cup lyrics

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Alright

Yeah, alright

Gourmet treats in expensive tray

I try to stop but I know I can’t

The room is spinning I’mma need some space

I should’ve been there but I’m probably late

My mom always say learn to be great

Niggas don’t hate like how much you make

Some niggas is real, some niggas is fake

Wait, I bow my head to pray

For that root of evil ‘cause it feeds you like I need you

I still pray to God, tell me how that coincide

It’s hard as fuck, I’m on the block with that Sharon Stone

They trap all night ‘cause they can’t go come

Boy dead and gone for a case of Perignon

If I die, meet me at my funeral

Chipping black hearse, row girls

And you know that that roof gonna be chopped off

‘Cause really I’m too cold for this

So get me what I’m supposed to get

And I don’t know nobody shit

This ain’t what I’m offering

Said I play this rap, they love me then, they gonna hate me now

Look at the look on my face

They look away, can’t even look at my face

Niggas ain’t sick till there’s more on my plate

They can’t get away, they running away

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me

I’mma ride out till my cup empty

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me

I’mma ride out till my cup empty

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me

I’mma ride out till my cup empty

Got a real bitch that don’t dream

Ex girls and my old dreams

I stray cook, she a dope fiend

We riding dirty, sipping codeine

Hard gettings with exotic seas

Loose cash and hard liquor

I’m doing me, fuck y’all niggas

I was born in it, I know I ain’t from the hardest block

But it taught a lot

The neighbors watched and they talk a lot

DT post in the parking lot

I know you love it but I never stop

Flashes up for my real niggas, toast up for my real bitches

Middle fingers to them fuck niggas

‘Cause I don’t really trust niggas

You said I sold my soul for greed

I probably won’t believe you

You don’t see through what I see through

You say you don’t but you need to

Brought windshield on my vehicle

Cruise control, don’t lose control

I ride along, windows up with that music up

In my zone

I just hope they bring my niggas home

Cross over to where the grass is green

Money’s good, champagne big

And I never give a fuck what y’all think

Nightmares with drained girls

I’m so far from my dream world

I’m too drunk but I won’t earl

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me

I’mma ride out till my cup empty

Get a whole fifth fore that train kill me

I’mma ride out till my cup empty