Drunk by Myself
Nas Lyrics


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Uh, uh, where am I going
Where am I?
Yo, it's ill

Yo, my wife's tired of fucking me
Life tries ducking me
Luckily I find 'em just at the right time
MAC in my right arm
Tequila bottle in my left arm, like Christión
Watching my life go
Can't do myself in
Wolves in the night yo, Hell's men
Two revolvers, I can let twelve spin
Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit
Buck-sixty who wit' me?
My Cris', two L's, twisted blunts and inner conscience
Telling me that I ain't shit
No matter how much cash I sit with
Still gotta ask the Lord for forgiveness
My precious baby girl came like forty nights of rain
To replenish my adolescent brain
Blessed be her name, before her birth I was insane
So I drive to cool the pressure down, delay the pain
I ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets
Tasted larceny, it was sweet, I starved for more to eat
Though I took, that was to live, hope God will forgive
As odd as it is, the more I gain the harder it is
To maintain, bitches playin' games
Niggas snitchin'
I ain't saying names
But y'all niggas better watch how y'all slang
Lost so many close niggas
Drunk, almost crashed
I'm going too fast
Highway patrol will just flash
Lights in my rearview
If they stop me I hope they lock me
Instead they speed ahead
Yo nigga watch me

I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
Drunk by myself

Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once
Been in the shoes of a Wolf in the night when he hunts
For every shell niggas bust, we bust at ourselves
Can't tell them niggas nothing though
Bullets wake 'em up well
Take them to hell
Stick up niggas once ran up on me
My decadent lifestyle attracted sharks on me
I ain't your mark homey
It's hard to look straight
My foot on the brake
Spilling my bottle not even shook of the Jakes
Could hardly look both ways
Put out the haze blurry vision
Think about the time in my life before I was in television
Hella women
Jealous niggas up in my vision
Since we all hood niggas expect kilos
For what they not seeing is police expect Rico
Only if I could take care of everybody, intoxicated
Windows up blasting A/C going wherever instinct takes me
I hate it when I'm like this
The bottle's my accomplice

I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
Drunk by myself

The reason that I want to be alone
Tired of all the things that went wrong
That would have went right if I would have did it on my own
Take another swig
The more I drink, the more I think bad thoughts
Fake friends who hung around who wanna bring you down
Not knowing who to trust, rumors about niggas coming through
Supposedly to shoot at us, not knowing what was true
Or what to believe, that's why I'm on the low lately
Choosing a Henny bottle over a friend, driving again
To keep my mind off that weak shit
There's love through it all
Things to live for
I swerve, almost crash into a wall
Think about the good
Find myself laughing
Turn the cell off, no way to be reached
Know I'm near my crib
Tryna see my way through the streets
Reminded of the positive, I take my drunk ass home
Start feeling out of it, can't wait to get out of this whip
Bring my ass to the crib
I'm tired

I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already




When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
Drunk by myself

Overall Meaning

Nas's song "Drunk by Myself" explores the rapper's inner demons and struggles with fame, success, and the past. The song starts with Nas rapping about his marital problems and how he turns to alcohol to cope with the stress. He sings about how he is in possession of a MAC (gun) in his right arm and a tequila bottle in his left arm, all whilst watching his life go by. He acknowledges that no matter how much money he has, he still needs to seek the Lord's forgiveness.


The chorus of the song reveals that Nas is driving drunk and alone. He has a gun under his seat but doesn't want to involve any of his friends in case something happens. He is driving as fast as possible but is also hoping that no cars cross his path because he might crash. The artist is surrounded by negativity and fake people, which leaves him feeling lonely and alienated. However, he finds solace in his baby girl, who saved him from himself and his destructive lifestyle.


Overall, "Drunk by Myself" is a cautionary tale of the dangers of succumbing to inner demons such as addiction, depression, and paranoia. Nas's ability to be vulnerable and introspective about his problems is what makes this song an important one within the rap genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, uh, where am I going
Feeling lost and unsure of my direction in life


Where am I?
Complete confusion and lack of understanding about my current situation


Yo, it's ill
Expressing the overwhelming complexity and difficulty of my circumstances


Yo, my wife's tired of fucking me
My spouse is exhausted with dealing with me and our relationship


Life tries ducking me
Life continuously avoids providing me with the happiness and fulfillment I seek


Luckily I find 'em just at the right time
Fortunately, I come across moments of happiness and satisfaction at the perfect moment


MAC in my right arm
Holding a gun in readiness for self-protection and defense


Tequila bottle in my left arm, like Christión
Using alcohol as a crutch and escape from my problems, like the R&B duo Christión used music


Watching my life go
Observing my life pass by without any control or purpose


Can't do myself in
Refusing to commit suicide due to my strong will to survive


Wolves in the night yo, Hell's men
Dangerous individuals lurking in the darkness, representing the evil and negativity in my surroundings


Two revolvers, I can let twelve spin
Having so much firepower that I could shoot twelve bullets at once


Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit
Getting into my luxury car and driving recklessly to escape from my problems


Buck-sixty who wit' me?
Speeding at 160 miles per hour with no concern for the consequences


My Cris', two L's, twisted blunts and inner conscience
Having a mix of champagne, marijuana, and my inner thoughts as companions


Telling me that I ain't shit
My inner voice constantly belittles and undermines my self-worth


No matter how much cash I sit with
Even though I have wealth, it doesn't change the negativity I feel about myself


Still gotta ask the Lord for forgiveness
Seeking forgiveness from a higher power for my sins and mistakes


My precious baby girl came like forty nights of rain
My daughter's birth brought immense joy and redemption to my troubled life


To replenish my adolescent brain
Her arrival rejuvenated and healed the wounds of my past


Blessed be her name, before her birth I was insane
Expressing gratitude for my daughter and acknowledging the positive impact she has had on my mental state


So I drive to cool the pressure down, delay the pain
Using reckless driving as a temporary escape from my emotional turmoil and to numb my pain


I ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets
I have experienced the negative consequences and influences of the dangerous environment I grew up in


Tasted larceny, it was sweet, I starved for more to eat
Getting involved in criminal activities provided a sense of thrill and satisfaction, and I craved more


Though I took, that was to live, hope God will forgive
Even though I engaged in illegal activities, I did so to survive, and I hope for divine forgiveness


As odd as it is, the more I gain the harder it is
Paradoxically, the more success and wealth I acquire, the more difficult it becomes to maintain and find happiness


To maintain, bitches playin' games
Struggling to maintain stability and sanity while dealing with manipulative women


Niggas snitchin'
Being betrayed by people I once trusted, who are now cooperating with the authorities


I ain't saying names
Refusing to publicly identify the individuals who have betrayed me


But y'all niggas better watch how y'all slang
Warning others to be cautious and mindful of their actions


Lost so many close niggas
Having experienced the deaths of many close friends


Drunk, almost crashed
Being inebriated and nearly causing a car accident


I'm going too fast
Feeling like my life is moving too quickly and uncontrollably


Highway patrol will just flash
Expecting to be pulled over by the police for my reckless driving


Lights in my rearview
Seeing the flashing lights of a police car in my rearview mirror


If they stop me I hope they lock me
Preferring to be arrested and incarcerated rather than face the challenges and dangers of my current life


Instead they speed ahead
Surprisingly, the police car continues driving past me without stopping


Yo nigga watch me
Feeling a sense of invincibility and defiance towards authority


Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once
Being aware of the hatred others have towards me, but also acknowledging that I have experienced similar emotions


Been in the shoes of a Wolf in the night when he hunts
Understanding the predatory nature of survival and the need to be ruthless in certain situations


For every shell niggas bust, we bust at ourselves
Realizing that the violence and harm inflicted by others is ultimately harming ourselves as a community


Can't tell them niggas nothing though
But despite this knowledge, it's impossible to convince others to change their ways


Bullets wake 'em up well
The threat and danger of gun violence serves as a rude awakening for those involved


Take them to hell
The consequences of their actions will lead them to a life of suffering and regret


Stick up niggas once ran up on me
Experiencing a robbery by armed individuals at some point in my life


My decadent lifestyle attracted sharks on me
My extravagant and flashy lifestyle made me a target for those seeking to take advantage of me


I ain't your mark homey
Asserting my strength and resilience, refusing to be an easy victim


It's hard to look straight
Struggling to maintain focus and clarity in my life


My foot on the brake
Trying to slow down and regain control of my life


Spilling my bottle not even shook of the Jakes
Accidentally spilling my alcohol, but not even concerned about the police being nearby


Could hardly look both ways
Finding it difficult to be cautious and considerate of my surroundings


Put out the haze blurry vision
Trying to clear my mind and regain clarity despite being under the influence of drugs


Think about the time in my life before I was in television
Reflecting on a simpler time in my life before fame and success changed everything


Hella women
Being surrounded by numerous attractive women


Jealous niggas up in my vision
Becoming aware of the envy and hostility from other men who covet what I have


Since we all hood niggas expect kilos
Due to stereotypes, people assume that I am involved in drug dealing and criminal activities


For what they not seeing is police expect Rico
What they fail to realize is that the police are watching closely and anticipate my involvement in criminal organizations


Only if I could take care of everybody, intoxicated
Dreaming of being able to provide for and support everyone I care about, even though I am currently under the influence


Windows up blasting A/C going wherever instinct takes me
Closing the car windows and blasting the air conditioning as I drive aimlessly, following my gut feelings and natural impulses


I hate it when I'm like this
I dislike myself when I am in this state of mind and under the influence of alcohol


The bottle's my accomplice
Acknowledging that alcohol is both my partner and enabler in my destructive behavior


The reason that I want to be alone
Desiring solitude as a result of wanting to escape from negative influences and emotions


Tired of all the things that went wrong
Feeling exhausted and overwhelmed by the constant disappointments and failures in my life


That would have went right if I would have did it on my own
Believing that if I had relied solely on myself, I could have achieved better outcomes


Take another swig
Having another drink of alcohol to cope with my frustrations


The more I drink, the more I think bad thoughts
Alcohol intensifies my negative thinking and emotions


Fake friends who hung around who wanna bring you down
Being aware of the presence of fake friends who pretend to support me but actually wish for my failure


Not knowing who to trust, rumors about niggas coming through
Feeling confused and uncertain about who I can rely on, as there are rumors of people plotting against me


Supposedly to shoot at us, not knowing what was true
Unsure if the rumors of an impending attack are factual or just hearsay


Or what to believe, that's why I'm on the low lately
Given my distrust and uncertainty, I have been keeping a low profile and avoiding unnecessary interactions


Choosing a Henny bottle over a friend, driving again
Preferring to isolate myself and resort to alcohol rather than seeking companionship or support from friends


To keep my mind off that weak shit
Using alcohol as a distraction to avoid thinking about my problems and negative emotions


There's love through it all
Despite the challenges and difficulties, there is still love and positivity to be found


Things to live for
Finding reasons to continue living and fighting through the hardships


I swerve, almost crash into a wall
Losing focus and almost causing a car accident due to my distracted state


Think about the good
Reflecting on the positive aspects of my life and finding solace in those thoughts


Find myself laughing
Experiencing moments of joy and amusement amidst the chaos and pain


Turn the cell off, no way to be reached
Disconnecting from the outside world and avoiding communication with others


Know I'm near my crib
Realizing that I am close to my home


Tryna see my way through the streets
Navigating through the challenges and obstacles of life, both figuratively and literally


Reminded of the positive, I take my drunk ass home
Recalling the positive aspects of my life, I decide to go home despite being intoxicated


Start feeling out of it, can't wait to get out of this whip
Feeling disoriented and eager to escape from the car


Bring my ass to the crib
Heading home after a night of chaos and introspection


I'm tired
Feeling exhausted and emotionally drained




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Cloud9
Written by: Samuel Barnes, Jean Olivier, Al West, Nasir Jones

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