Slip - Felly

Freezed up, bass hit

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Drink till I be, wasted

And this world so, tasteless

Dead friends on my bracelets

My death sentence need patience

Once you make it erase it

Don’t get lost in the matrix

I board that train up with no ticket keep my eyes up for booby traps

Deal with all my problems keep them locked up in Gucci bags

My homie popping perks I told his dumb ass stop doing that

That high might be alright but know that come down so blue and black

And every single second slip these serpents never let me live

They want to test your grip, like will you hold on or slip

There must be some way out, because suicide too mainstream

Depressed that’s how my days be, your memories just pain me

Drifting on a memory

Ain’t no place I’d rather be

But with you, and loving you

Damn, like here we go again

Playing records, let them spin

I Hope the heavens let me in

So I can greet you but wait, hope you’re not down in flames

That devil shit be fucking strange

It’s not your fault you crashed your plane

But then again it is, now I’m out getting ribs

And searching for my exorcist, so demons let the games begin

Getting too high, my friends all getting too high

There’s no surprise, I knew that was the case when you died

And I don’t wanna see another pill again they killing friends

I wish the devil and god inside you would’ve just made a mends

Your boy been lonely it’s a shame your time is finished

On the cusp of all this greatness, save a place up where your sitting and I’ll

be there