Same A*****e Songtext
Forgive me I've been drinking
Backroad and then thinking
Remember when the band played on while the ship sinking
No matter what I do theres no escaping my past
I do everything I can and it keeps chasing my ass
I know my karma is constant for all the hearts that I've broke
Knowing I'll never be forgive, that shit bothers my soul
When it's thrown up in my face man that shit fucks up my day
No matter what I do I feel I'm only judged by mistakes
Even if the good outweighs it by a million to one
Backroad and then thinking
Remember when the band played on while the ship sinking
No matter what I do theres no escaping my past
I do everything I can and it keeps chasing my ass
I know my karma is constant for all the hearts that I've broke
Knowing I'll never be forgive, that shit bothers my soul
When it's thrown up in my face man that shit fucks up my day
No matter what I do I feel I'm only judged by mistakes
Even if the good outweighs it by a million to one
They still gon' hate me for the single fucking thing that I done
Even if the good outweighs it by a million to one
They still gon' hate me for the single fucking thing that I done
I try not to think of hard times
I try hard to let the past go
I thank God that I'm a changed man
But somedays I'm that same asshole
The same old me, the same backroad
A couple of crosses and a back road
Singing the same old sad song
I must admit I'm infatuated with sad clowns
I guess they help me better understand my Dad now
Those that entertain at the expense of pain
Those that dance in the rain instead of just complain
My brother always said I was ahead of the game
Even before the fucking money hit the jealousy came
Put it all on the line there's no regrets in this shit
I admit besides the blessings there was lessons in it They say life is a marathon tighten up 'cause you gotta run
I know that the dollar spends as fast as the dollar comes
Why these other rap dudes in the strip club with a lot of ones?
I'm just trying to buy a crib and start my kids a college fund for-real
I try not to think of hard times
I try hard to let the past go
I thank God that I'm a changed man
But somedays I'm that same asshole
The same old me, the same backroad
A couple of crosses and a back road
Singing the same old sad songs
Can I be real for a Minute?
Release this passion within
My fat ass gettin bigger, I need to go back to the gym
I'm lookin at myself like how the fuck this happened again
Baby-Mama got out of jail and then relapsed again
I swear I'm tellin y'all the truth, there's so much shit in the air
My father got leukemia, he just left critical care
Not to mention mama's got dementia, man she's always feeling sick
I try to help her pay the rent but she's unhappy as it gets
I cannot complain because my daughter's doin great
Plus this music-shit's a dream, what the fuck you think it ain't?
But please make no mistake, baby after the show
I'm all alone on this road headin' back to my home
I try not to think of hard times
I try hard to let the past go
I thank God that I'm a changed man
But somedays I'm that same asshole
The same old me, the same backroad
A couple of crosses and a back road
Singing the same old sad songs
Even if the good outweighs it by a million to one
They still gon' hate me for the single fucking thing that I done
I try not to think of hard times
I try hard to let the past go
I thank God that I'm a changed man
But somedays I'm that same asshole
The same old me, the same backroad
A couple of crosses and a back road
Singing the same old sad song
I must admit I'm infatuated with sad clowns
I guess they help me better understand my Dad now
Those that entertain at the expense of pain
Those that dance in the rain instead of just complain
My brother always said I was ahead of the game
Even before the fucking money hit the jealousy came
Put it all on the line there's no regrets in this shit
I admit besides the blessings there was lessons in it They say life is a marathon tighten up 'cause you gotta run
I know that the dollar spends as fast as the dollar comes
Why these other rap dudes in the strip club with a lot of ones?
I'm just trying to buy a crib and start my kids a college fund for-real
I try not to think of hard times
I try hard to let the past go
I thank God that I'm a changed man
But somedays I'm that same asshole
The same old me, the same backroad
A couple of crosses and a back road
Singing the same old sad songs
Can I be real for a Minute?
Release this passion within
My fat ass gettin bigger, I need to go back to the gym
I'm lookin at myself like how the fuck this happened again
Baby-Mama got out of jail and then relapsed again
I swear I'm tellin y'all the truth, there's so much shit in the air
My father got leukemia, he just left critical care
Not to mention mama's got dementia, man she's always feeling sick
I try to help her pay the rent but she's unhappy as it gets
I cannot complain because my daughter's doin great
Plus this music-shit's a dream, what the fuck you think it ain't?
But please make no mistake, baby after the show
I'm all alone on this road headin' back to my home
I try not to think of hard times
I try hard to let the past go
I thank God that I'm a changed man
But somedays I'm that same asshole
The same old me, the same backroad
A couple of crosses and a back road
Singing the same old sad songs