AIR IT OUT

Yo I'm faded as fuck

Yeah, I had days laid up in the bed
Didn't wanna wake up, I'm faded instead
Catching my breathe then I'm losing this shit
Shit I might just commit (Shit I might just commit)
Feel like a Viking when Vicodin hit
Striking the bottle, surviving this shit
Get a rise of this shit, ill die cause of this
I took my shot, give a fuck if I miss
Never bring it back up to my therapist
Every thought every doubt, if I act then I'm arrogant
I just could never see a benefit
Live life on the low, then I go so elegant
Like what the hell they even saying to me
If I act like a god its a fact you should pray to me
At least dedicate a day to me
Woah (Take a step back, I'm trapped) persuade to me
That I'm deserving of all of the curses
And every lil time that a shawty gon curve me
She acting like grades, losing the purpose
Never knew grace, tell I'm a burden
Tell that I'm broken, prolly just nervous
People ain't talking 'less asking for service
Rappers gon hate me I snap on they verses
Thicken my skin you ain't passing my dermis

My father ain't calling, my mother still bawling
My sisters forgot me, my mental is falling
I been in my zone and this shit is too often
Losing myself, it happens too often
Thought I'd be popping when I went to college
But I got this shit I can never acknowledge
All of the pain it be holding me hostage
Gear to my head so the metal is solid

Who gon let you know, I might pull up like a hurricane
I could set the trend, ride it out like a tidal wave
Brand new Glock, air it out if you sending hate
Brand new Glock, air it out if you sending hate



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Forrest
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