Killin' Me Songtext
von Jelly Roll

Mama said, I got a problem
Mama said, I need God
Mama said, I got a problem
Mama said, I need God

And lately I′ve been chasin' lighting (chasin′ lighting)
And I've been tryin' to make it with this hate inside me
And I′ve been to the end of times the way I′m ridin' (ridin′)
And I've been callin′ shots so you can say I'm psychic
My latest says I need to smile, she says I′m always down
Meanwhile, I'm tryin' to drown, inside this bottle of crown
I ain′t fuckin′ around, I've been up and then down
I was better when down

Everyone that′s around, was my homies for real
They love me for real
Now I'm fuckin′ with Jews arguing over publishing deals
I'm fuckin′ for real, how the fuck does it feel
To go from nothing to something and you fuckin' for real


Mama said, I got a problem
Mama said, I need God
Mama said, I got a problem
Mama said, I need God

And I just keep on smokin' weed (I just keep on smokin′ weed)
And I just keep on poppin′ beans (I just keep on poppin' beans)
And I just keep on sippin′ lean (I just keep on sippin' lean)
And I know that it′s killin' me (I know that it′s killin' me)
And I just keep on smokin' weed (I just keep on smokin′ weed)
And I just keep on poppin′ beans (I just keep on poppin' beans)
And I just keep on sippin′ lean (I know that it's killin′ me)
And I know that it's killin′ me (I know that it's killin' me)

And things are looking up, but I still miss my brother (miss my brother)
And I still think about the nights that we use to hustle (use to hustle)
Tears in my eyes, I can feel then coming (I can feel them coming now)
People talking to me, I ain′t hearing nothing (I ain′t hearing nothing now)
I'm riding all alone man, I′m in the zone (zone)
In airplane mode, I'm turning on my phone (my phone)
And I ain′t fucking with no one, I need some time (time)
And I just need to roll one up and I get high


Think about the time we use to ride and talk about it all
Now I'm thinking ′bout you dog everytime I hit the mall
On my six, standing tall
I'm still mackin' in these broads
Can′t believe this fat boy got that game man I pull them all

Mama said, I got a problem
Mama said, I need God
Mama said, I got a problem
Mama said, I need God

And I just keep on smokin′ weed (I just keep on smokin' weed)
And I just keep on poppin′ beans (I just keep on poppin' beans)
And I just keep on sippin′ lean (I just keep on sippin' lean)
And I know that it′s killin' me (I know that it's killin′ me)
And I just keep on smokin′ weed (I just keep on smokin' weed)
And I just keep on poppin′ beans (I just keep on poppin' beans)
And I just keep on sippin′ lean (I know that it's killin′ me)
And I know that it's killin' me (I know that it′s killin′ me)

Oh, let me sing a song about my life, about my life