Coughman - Give Lyrics

Kids figured out im a quick lick
Damn right and its how I got my spliff lit
Tick time with the thoughts of gettin famous

Big dreams for a lil man nameless

Tired of the fake shit
You dont even wanna lift your pen to write paintings

Painmeds
But you never new pain ends

Came up in a big world,
Lil man

Bruised and abused by the ages of 6

Rolling thru punches and dodging the fist

Curling mine up and repaying the sins as im leavin arenas with jugs of the gin

Slammin my stomach like trees in the wind

Crashin in beds

Peeling my skin

You take the doubt but i chew it and spit

This is our world and I take what I

Give

Give

Im given peace or im givin 'em hell heres a piece of my mind as i philly my shell

I give

I give

I give just way too much
X2

Its a good night
Its a good day

Get to lay in house
And my rent paid

Man i dont live the days on the replay
Cant sit tight
Cant stagnate

I been hustlin for the money since a lil tyke
If i die
I gotta know if heaven got a nightlight

Man i wonder
Where the the plug
For the night life

Man i wonder
If my mom
Prayin for her child



I get to skatin
Im flippin my tricks

I dont do datin
Im takin yo bitch

My life amazing
Man what you expect

Well i made it up
Like the way that you flex


Im a rose that avoided the pavement avoided the grass and i grew out a cloud
Where i learned how go laugh and i stopped at a mountain like look at my path
Man look at the past


Look where we were
And man look where we at
Look at the stars as we pick on the grass
Cheers for the years
She was throwin it back
And then cheers to the shots
That were made for my neck

'Till they tear it all down

See how long that your roots hold ground

Till they tear it down

See how strong that your roots hold ground




Oh yeah
I was made for this
I been mailin out the pussy
Like a paper lick
A pay per view
Is down
Like i break a brick
Escaping it
Like man i need a place to sit

A place to count my thoughts
And a couple of cigs
I can burn a few down
Still pretendin to quit
Its the young cough sound
While i hack and i spit
Shit i had to roll it out
For the spliff to be
Ripped

Ripped




Im rippin peace or im rippin em

Wait


I give

I give

I give just way too much
X2




Im a sympathetic addict

I dont kick her to the curb
When the dick can break her back
But
Now she bein like
"I live in all that"
She dont need another half

Heres a pipe for crack

Whats a niche to a knack

Whats a knack to a bitch

Know a knife
Never dabbled in a back of the kid


Just stabbed it
Ripped my mind
And then cracked it


Now im batshit
And now i cant sit

So i spit flow

Get a grip hoe

Got a 6-pack
Talkin bout the beer tho

Crack a tab
Sit back
Let my mind float

Hold it down
Imma drown in my sorrows

Take a tab
Now im flyin like a sparrow

Way too close
To the sun
When my feet float

So i tip toe

Uh yeah

So i tip toe

Like who are you?

Start to talkin
Use caution
Stopped to water your garden
Florishes pedals and nourishment often
Pick up my knees and my legs she be joggin
She learnin she usin her noggin fallin back into the blood that she left
We sayin we dont do it often
Callin her bluff
We rough in the bed


I give

I give


I give just way too much



I give

I give
I give just way too much

I give

I give

I give just way too much


To the bottom of the bottle where im givin it up

To the bottom of the bottle where im livin it up