Slip (Prod by DRO) - 歌词大全

Freezed up, bass hit Up and copy, paste it Drink so I be, wasted And this world so, tasteless My 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 Still 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 no that come down so blue and black And every single second slip these serpents never let me live They want to test your grib, like will you hold on or slip There must be some way out, because suicide to 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 your not down in flames That devil shit be ****ing strange Its 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 to high, my friends all getting to high There's no surprise, I knew that was the case when you died And I don't wanna see another pill again there killing friends I wish the devil and god inside you would've just made a manse Your boy been lonely its 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 (end)