G Eazy Gotta Go Lyrics
Gotta Go by G-Eazy
I really don't know how I came here
I really don't know why I'm staying here oh oh
And I don't know where the hell I'm at
How the fuck I'll make it back?
I gotta get my life on track
I gotta go
Woke up intoxicated from the night before
The night before
Got so fucking faded
I slept on the floor
Don't know whose house
This is or where I'm at
I don't know how I made it
Gotta find the door
Uh, I'm making bad decisions frequently
Tuesdays I'm exactly the same person
That's the weekend me
And recently my girl's friends
They tell her who they see me with
But it's no secret, baby
Cause we both know I'm a piece of shit
Uh, you see the form more forever real
Try to take it easy
Truth be told but I could never chill
I'll be out with party girls
Who all be off of hella pills
And after shows they all just wanna
Come to my hotel and chill
I walk to the bathroom and she follow
We do it all the night
And then regret it all tomorrow
Yeah, see it's the lifestyles of the young and dumb
Get fucked up too often
I think I'll be coming numb
I really don't know how I came here
I really don't know why I'm staying here oh oh
And I don't know where the hell I'm at
How the fuck I'll make it back?
I gotta get my life on track
I gotta go
Went in New Orleans
That's just how it goes
In the city where the bars don't ever close
Yeah everything is justified inside
When you're still out drunk at five and on the ride
Yeah uh I'm waving at the morning joggers
I'm just leaving the bar
Stumbling off a dozen lagers
Too much whiskey, too much white
Think I might call it a night
The sun is up I'll take her home
Tomorrow's not going to feel alright
No, no
When you realize what you did
And the guilt makes your stomach
Turn now you just feel so stupid
So you have a beer for breakfast
And a blunt gets included
Try to forget that you slept
With your ex, you can't dispute it
No, no
Nothing like coming down while waking up
Drinking beers while cooking bacon up
That first half hour on your feet
Will have you shaken up
Just wash down the stress with two Dos Equis
Then you're straightened up
Yeah, yeah
I really don't know how I came here
I really don't know why I'm staying here oh oh
And I don't know where the hell I'm at
How the fuck I'll make it back?
I gotta get my life on track
I gotta go
I really don't know why I'm staying here oh oh
And I don't know where the hell I'm at
How the fuck I'll make it back?
I gotta get my life on track
I gotta go
Woke up intoxicated from the night before
The night before
Got so fucking faded
I slept on the floor
Don't know whose house
This is or where I'm at
I don't know how I made it
Gotta find the door
Uh, I'm making bad decisions frequently
Tuesdays I'm exactly the same person
That's the weekend me
And recently my girl's friends
They tell her who they see me with
But it's no secret, baby
Cause we both know I'm a piece of shit
Uh, you see the form more forever real
Try to take it easy
Truth be told but I could never chill
I'll be out with party girls
Who all be off of hella pills
And after shows they all just wanna
Come to my hotel and chill
I walk to the bathroom and she follow
We do it all the night
And then regret it all tomorrow
Yeah, see it's the lifestyles of the young and dumb
Get fucked up too often
I think I'll be coming numb
I really don't know how I came here
I really don't know why I'm staying here oh oh
And I don't know where the hell I'm at
How the fuck I'll make it back?
I gotta get my life on track
I gotta go
Went in New Orleans
That's just how it goes
In the city where the bars don't ever close
Yeah everything is justified inside
When you're still out drunk at five and on the ride
Yeah uh I'm waving at the morning joggers
I'm just leaving the bar
Stumbling off a dozen lagers
Too much whiskey, too much white
Think I might call it a night
The sun is up I'll take her home
Tomorrow's not going to feel alright
No, no
When you realize what you did
And the guilt makes your stomach
Turn now you just feel so stupid
So you have a beer for breakfast
And a blunt gets included
Try to forget that you slept
With your ex, you can't dispute it
No, no
Nothing like coming down while waking up
Drinking beers while cooking bacon up
That first half hour on your feet
Will have you shaken up
Just wash down the stress with two Dos Equis
Then you're straightened up
Yeah, yeah
I really don't know how I came here
I really don't know why I'm staying here oh oh
And I don't know where the hell I'm at
How the fuck I'll make it back?
I gotta get my life on track
I gotta go