the sober up

, new to this drinking thing, mindset on a new plane, call it jet-ways, i'm wishing you would fly my way, wishing you would fly my way, i'm fighting these feelings caged, 'cuz they lock me down, as liquor courses my veins, i think i need another drink, i think i need another drink, it's the key to the lock, love, tell this woman that i fought love, as tears drop, jack shots to heart, love, the burn mends the broken parts, love, put my pride to the side, ego my amigo, but this henny's like a prize, well, it was, i mean, it got me feeling buzzed, but lost touch got me wanting more than it was, so i call back, bad luck like a black cat, cadillac, lilac, and some boombap, a nigga off track, you never hit back, and now i'm staring at this phone, screaming "fight back", and i knew you never would, we ain't on the same drug, funny that this thing's called love, its time to sober up, i gotta sober up, wishing you would fly my way, wishing you would fly my way