Wordkout - Cody Nash

Flex - instrumental

(Chorus) 
Stuck in my insomnia thoughts
I lay awake thinkin' about the friends and family I lost 
and then I start reevaluating the cost of what I've chosen
I'm loathing every one of my flaws and lately 

I don't close my eyes as much anymore 
unless I'm intoxicated with my face to the floor 
and now I'm just laying sleepless again
so I'll reach over and pick up my pen 

(Verse 1)
I'm sorry that I can't express my thoughts apart from music
seems to me like I was given ability to craft my words
but don't know how to use it 
when I'm sitting alone in my den
creativity flows from my pen
bur when trying to voice a thought face-to-face the truth is 
I'm useless
he strums acoustics and I lust from afar 
I'm sorry that I can't serenade you or play the guitar 
but my lyrics are true, I spend a month or two on a few of these verses
I'm working on making it perfect, writing with a purpose, thinking "Just maybe, man it could be worth it"  

No joke I won't be defiled
my boat don't float from flowin' phony OG bologna freestyles
that's all Okey Dokey but "Hokey Pokey" to me, I'll
lowkey be toking, smokey just for coping
Wiz Khalifa style
it clears my mind when I overthink 
I struggle only discussing my troubles over drinks
but often times I'll go overboard 'till I over-drink 
I'm on the brink of receiving emails with "Let's get you sober" links

(Chorus) 

(Verse 2) 
I lay awake and my heart is racing like NASCAR 
I'm broken but not the only one holding that scar
cause I know it hurts you just as much as it has damaged me 
but It wasn't my plan to leave, tell me
why'd you break up this family?
Cause I ditched your religion? Or tried to find my own destiny?
Was I smart not to listen? Or too dumb to know what's best for me?
Meanwhile my father's always testing me, I'm sick of it
that hypocrite at my age was a junkie poppin' ecstasy 

I don't know what that man would expect 
he damaged and wrecked me as a kid, now he's demanding respect
I guess he'll never understand the effect 
of growing up always fearing the man who's supposed to hold your hand and protect
but forget it, I know I have no place to hate on you for your mistakes 
but when I flash a smiley-face, I promise, rest-assured it's fake
but when I'm acting cold, you try to break the ice,
now I'm back out on the road, I guess we'll never make things right

(Chorus) 

(Outro) 
That's why my EP's release date is TBA 
cause baby lately I've been wasted more than GTA
x3  

Cody Nash - Insomnia

This short song is a dis track I wrote about a few months ago, and I'm sure you guys can tell who its about. I had some extra studio time one day, so I thought to myself, "What the hell, lets record it." 

Hate Mail
(lyrics)
Most girls want a guy who's a big  man
but they want the wallet in his shorts bigger
most girls want a guy with a mind like Hawking
and a body like Schwarzenegger
but every single chick from my past relationships
ended up being shallower than a kiddie pool
I'm about to push 'em in the deep end 
tied to cinder blocks 
no Mr. T cause I ain't feelin' pity, fool 
that's right, girl I'm talking to you
I'll be knocking your ego down, my lyrics have the force
don't worry baby, I ain't saying names 
even though "Ass" is the first half of yours
now this may not be the right thing to do
but I lack the honor the Good Samaritan had
I'm making more fans than George Harrison had
you've got a body like Roger from American Dad
And every time I told you no, you would throw a tantrum 
and all my things were getting knocked over 
the only job that you had was the result of your dad
always getting shitfaced with the shop owner 
I found out you went tripping on shrooms
that's funny, cause you gave me shit when I wanted to smoke or drink, you joke I think I'll choke you with this ink
I'll float, you'll sink, and I hope you're on the brink 
of losing your mind, cause my life is like Philadelphia 
It's Always Sunny 
You're a spoiled little daddy's girl 
giving Varuca Salt a good run for her money 
Bitch this dis track is a death sentence 
RIP, but I won't rest 
you better watch your back, cause Imma smash you with rap
until you're flatter than your own chest 
next you heard that I was in the studio 
doing a collab up in Tampa
You said "I'm really sorry, can we talk?"
but I was happy being single and hookin' up with Amanda 
Don't get your hopes up baby I'm angry and bitter 
because the day that you broke up, my buddy saw you on Tinder
you wanted me to write a song about you, huh kid? 
well sit back and relax, bitch, I finally did

Cody Nash - Hate Mail

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