Can’t Win For Losin’

[Intro]
Please oh please have to [?] me
And lose get off my

[Verse 1]
Ah yeah yeah yeah
Ah It’s like sometimes I wake up in the days Unraveling
Cereal in the fridge with the milk in the cabinet
Wrong side of the bed want nothing to do with nobody
Stumble out my room like a zombie from walking dead
And I ain’t really slept well hit snooze repeatedly
Thought about booze immediately
Not ‘cause I’ve wanted it only ‘cause I still taste it
Woke up early this morning I didn’t worry but wasted
It was a part of my plan
By the time I hit the shower I was less discouraged
And I started looking less like someone who had just been murdered
I looked around for clean clothes but my laundry was dirty
Stomach rumbling I’m not usually hungry this early
No food in the fridge it’s cold [?] s*** in the crib
I started thinking oh s*** rent due it’s the fifth
Late fees on the sixth to kick me out on the seventh
I think I’ll smoke on an eighth a short relax for a second

[Hook]
No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be
Completely not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
I lose when I win only win when I’m losing
No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be I’m completely
Not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
I lose when I win only win when I lose

[Verse 2]
It’s thee incredible anti searching general chain smoking drunk
Who's eating anything that’s edible not a single bartender that could ever keep my
Beverage full and never met a dollar in my bank that was expendable
Calling me healthy would be unethical
'Coz I don’t even f****** smoke weed of a slave of medical
Brisk walking hyperventilating who wishes every staircase
Could be an escalator. Self- deprecating doing haters a favor
When I had too many ladies and I can’t control the hate
And I get on ride with strangers and trying to be in nature
But you two commentators turn me back to a teenager
I’ll F*** you , ’ll F*** you

Guess some kind of a mess guess it’s a miracle that I even
Got out of bed . I got some issues and lord knows
I’ve been down on my lovely, pity this poor soul

[Hook]
No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be
I’m completely not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
I lose when I win only win when I’m losing
No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be I’m completely
Not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
I lose when I win, only win when I lose