Wrong choices

Verse 1:
I'm drunk if you couldn’t tell
Slur my words and it sound like yeah
Voices, voices, making wrong choices
My baby staying with me even when I get annoying
Drank too much down the bottle of the poison
Woke up fucked up, think I made the wrong choices

Pre-Chorus:
Inside of hell, it's getting hot, I'm scorching
I light up when it’s dark, but I don't use torches
I'm getting so lost, I'm blind
Think I lost my mind, where's the love? I can't find it
I'm a loner, don't remind me
Or maybe I’m just overthinking
Baby, I be tweaking, yeah you know it, yeah uh huh
Hold on to my towel, I don’t throw it

Chorus:
Your love is like promethazine, and I'm a dope fiend
Remy Martin sipping binge drinking, yeah that’s my thing
Niggas steal the swag, dick riding and biting
You'll be like me one day, it's all about timing

Verse 2:
Bad timing, they say they don't get me
It’s all about timing, you gonna understand
When the stars start aligning
Life been moving faster than the cars I'm driving
So much on my mind, on my plate, on my platter
Finally going up, but it feel like natural disaster
I ain't have no pops, young Juice WRLD a bastard
But I'mma be alright, it don't matter

Pre-Chorus:
Drank too much down the bottle of the poison
Woke up fucked up, think I made the wrong choices
Inside of hell, it's getting hot, im scorching
I light up when it's dark, but I don't use torches
I'm getting so lost, I'm blind
Think I lost my mind, where's the love? I can't find it
I'm a loner, don't remind me
Or maybe I'm just overthinking
Baby, I be tweaking, yeah you know it, yeah uh huh
Hold on to my towel, I don't throw it

Verse 1:
I'm drunk if you couldn't tell
Slur my words and it sound like yeah
Voices, voices, making wrong choices
My baby staying with me even when I get annoying

Verse 3:
Momma on my phone, I'm on a flight to Japan
Roll my wood then I pop my xan
Then I start to feeling again, like I'm the man
Damn, damn, Juice WRLD go ham
Where you think (where you think) you was going?
Don't you know? (Don't you know?) I talk to voices
You say it gets annoying (it gets annoying)
Shit, at least I'm not boring

Pre-Chorus:
Down a bottle of the poison
Woke up fucked up, think I made the wrong choices
Inside of hell, it's getting hot, I'm scorching
I light up when it's dark, but I don't use torches
I'm getting so lost, I'm blind
Think I lost my mind, where's the love? I can't find it
I'm a loner, don't remind me
Or maybe I'm just overthinking
Baby, I be tweaking, yeah you know it, yeah uh huh
Hold on to my towel, I don't throw it