Hook

Why is everything I love the most so wrong for me?

And everything I'm holding close is so far away from me

They don't want me to lie, but they don't wanna hear the truth

It never made sense to me

Why everything I love the most is so wrong for me Verse 1

Problematic, I'm so problematic, that I'm probably a problem addict

Poppin aspirin cause my head is hurtin

Hotel bedroom missing curtains

Sheets everywhere like a storm has passed

In fact it looks like I got into a wrestling match

Empty bottle of Jack, I can tell I did that

I can smell it in fact, it's like death and ass

Think for a minute then roll over and look

To my left is an open book, the Bible

To my right is a guilty conscious, her name is Brook, my rival

At least I think her name is Brook?

She's asleep and I'm givin her the lamest look

Mover her hair back so I can see her face

Cause it was dark when I met her at the game

It took about five minutes to get her inside the whip

Another five minutes to get up inside the lips

Never tried, really man, I really tried to slip out

But it was just thighs and hips

Okay, I was high and ***

On alcohol and a Yelawolf ego-trip

Leave her lyin in bed, cause I don't need no kiss

And it's the walk of shame again Hook Verse 2

Smokin out throwin up

Keep a fifth off in my cup

Trying not to be a simp

But every time I take a sip

I think I'm gonna fall in lust

I'm back and forth like I'm packing a truck

In a house that never runs out of boxes

Knowing that if I put on my tennis shoes

And a fresh fit, I'll end up sockless

By the end of the night, flip flopping

I'll B-Boy if you let me Hip Hop in

Alligator skin cowgirl boots only means let's get crockin

That mini skirt makes and man a flirt

Manicures animal furs and a purse

What could a little but a smoke and Henny hurt?

You make any jerk make a penny work

Sinister with sin in her

She can leave a devil in the church

On another level not in the earth

Jessica Alba had twins at birth

Trippin sure, piles of E, mnage trios, Piles of three

Waking up again not proud of me

Yeah, I'm a lousy fiend Hook