Weak Stomach

## Song by Caskey featuring Machine Gun Kelly

"**Weak Stomach**" is a song by Caskey featuring Machine Gun Kelly from the former's mixtape, *The Transient Classics* (2013). The official music video was uploaded to Caskey's YouTube channel on December 14, 2013, directed by Legit Looks.

## Lyrics

**Lyrics**
[Verse 1: Caskey]

Coming on 4 years since my father died

Sometimes I wish it was a homicide

Make the pain a lil' easier to understand

Self-inflicted wounds be the sins of man

Tens of grands flourish in my pockets on a regular now

And I'm like "word, I ain't smoking regular now"

Famous numbers all in my cellular now

Funny how the more respected I get

The more I'm in doubt with the self-loathing

Designer brand frequent on my belt and clothing

They see that as flashy

And I'm like...word

I see that as life's failed attempt to try and make me happy

When it seems like everything that I could guard just gon' attack me

I mean my heart got scars

My car ain't even starting

And I'm on my last dollar, man

I've been in the parking lot barred out, sipping the High Life

Contemplating taking my life

My vice has always been to try and mimic my father

And his decisions, but

Jobbin' like him just brought me them same collisions, I know

When I'm in these large crowds I get petrified

So excuse me if I step aside

[Hook 1: Caskey]

I always had a weak stomach

I puked last night

I was staring at the stars on the roof last night, aye

Man, I always had a weak stomach

I've been out here try to chill

The drama keep coming (Coming, coming)

Keep coming (Coming)

The drama keep coming (Coming, coming)

Man, I always had a weak stomach

[Verse 2: Caskey]

Yo, signing to a major label

Was always a fable, we didn't bank on it

Every table in my house got a drink on it

Alcoholic ambition to try to ease the pain

I ain't had no father figure to try and teach me, mane

Rolling 'round, 16 years old, on the way to Vero Beach

Reminiscing, that heat was under my seat, for what?

I guess I had something to prove

Problem child, ain't got nothing to lose, Vodka-induced

And I'm rolling 'til my shock has reduce to the bare minimal

On the borderline of being a criminal

Becoming a by-product all my homies with product for sale

In and out of jail and what it entail

"Hail Mary" inside the speaker while we bust the wide on Georgia Ave

Sitting in the back with a gat

Looking for them folk who robbed us last week, and we ain't sober

Then I told pimpin' to pullover

[Hook 2: Caskey, *Machine Gun Kelly*]

I always had a weak stomach

I puked last night

I was hanging out the window 'bout to shoot last night, aye

Man, I always had a weak stomach

I've been out here tryna chill

The drama keep coming (Coming, coming)

Keep coming (Coming)

*Let some real muhfuckas speak*

The drama keep coming (Coming, coming)

*Shit, y'all know...Kells*

Man, I always had a weak stomach

[Verse 3: Machine Gun Kelly]

But fuck that

Ain't no time for a sickness when you trying to get it (Nah)

And all the time in this prison is spent finding a prism

A way to turn one ray of light into colorful visions

Carry on tradition for everyone who came from the ditches (Urghh)

Rose from the dirt without a stain though

Insane how some angels hang themselves with their own halo

That's why I lay low

Now my worst enemy is my mind

Stare at a screen and watch these other artists take what is mine

Sit by myself and smoke so much weed that it looks like I'm crying

This life offers a lot, but one thing it does not is rewind.

So I proceed forward

And my standards for this game never lowered

Ever since I became what they said I wouldn't I've wanted more

Dear Lord, save me from these snakes constricting like boas (Uh huh)

Old friends at my doors

Industry still ignore us

Landlord on the phone is telling me I can't afford it

I'm three months late

Feel like a pregnant woman this chorus

'Cause of my weak stomach

[Hook 3: Caskey]

I always had a weak stomach

I puked last night

I was contemplating telling you the truth last night, aye

Man, I always had a weak stomach

I've been out here try to chill

The drama keep coming (Coming, coming)

Keep coming (Coming)

The drama keep coming (Coming, coming)

Man, I always had a weak stomach