Friday

This is a form of release for me
4AM and I'm like 12 shots deep
And I'm drowning
I don't know where the boys are
Don't know how I'm still standing
Small steps, left, right, left, right
Missed calls, I'm fine, I'm fine
I'm here, on sight, on sight
Losing, my mind, my mind
Take your time, slow your mind
Do you remember your own name
Your girl called like 10 times
While you were out, feeling like Cobain
Gotta pick up the phone, 911
You know you are not okay
Dial up 911, 911, 91, 91, 91

Been a long night
Everyone outside
Still in distress
Tryna ease his mind
See texts on his phone
Won't answer his shit
Just leave him alone
Just leave him alone
Losing myself
Passed out
Not well
Moving through hell
I'm still so shaky
Been distant lately

Ay bruh this place loud as shit
Nahhhh, lets get a couple drinks in
Nah bruh you tripping
Been a minute since we've seen them
Nah I'm just saying
They been known for disappearin'
Yeah I get you, but this time ain't right
Got a feeling in my spine
And I'm off the high
Think I'm done with the drinks
Tryna find the guys
Get the vibe back, you know back track
Uhhh, I ain't seen Ron or Ranni
Léo's off the grid
Probably off the xanny
That's true
But, you get what I'm saying
I hear you
So we should go find them, no
Nah we'll go after 2 shots in
Take a breath
Know you ain't feeling it
But don't stress
Bad bitches left, right, left, right
Telling me you ain't see that girl she fine
She been eyeing you
From the start of the night
Locked on to you
Man you got it on sight
I ain't gotta say much though
Know you wanna stay
So nah man, don't go

Been a long night
Everyone outside
Still in distress
Tryna ease his mind
See texts on his phone
Won't answer his shit
Just leave him alone
Just leave him alone
Losing myself
Passed out
Not well
Moving through hell
I'm still so shaky
Been distant lately

Homocide, got another victim on my mind
Oughta call up his line
Can't waste more time
Yeah I sharpened my knife
He knows, he knows
He knows, he knows
He knows, he knows
Kill, kill, kill
Ma, ma, ma
Know you know
You shine, shine
I, I, I, I, I, I don't know what you saying
I'm fi-i-i-i-ine
Dont lie, you know
I need, your soul
There won't be no next time
There won't be no next time
There won't be no next time
No one has to know
Less you tell another soul
Taste my blade or pay my toll
Wait until I lose control

Listen to me
Im tryna see
I start feel like
I cannot breath
Light on my feet
Try to retreat
But I keep on getting
Caught up in the heat, nah
I feel irrelevant
Never intended to lose all
My sense and shit
Not tryna be like the junkies
Who snort up the sediment
Listen to me and keep going
Listen to me I feel used
I don't feel safe no
I might have to get away nah
I might have to get away, uh, uh
I might have to get away, uh, uh



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Writer(s): Still Nylon
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