Neva Slip

Aye, yall got water? I need some water bruh
I feel sick as a bitch right now, holy shit

Wake on up, and I pop bout three forties
And they prescribed, but I still get retarded
Go to bed, all alone, got no shorties
Me, myself, and I, bitch i'm so disregarded

Ow, fuck, feel like Roald Dahl
Bitch I hate y'all
I'll be laughing at you when the USA fall

Don't care for government
Kill all the politics
I know i'm going to hell
So heaven can take all of it

There's no point in living so you gotta make one
I'd rather end my fucking life than live a fake one

Can't help but keep it real
It's hard for me to give a single fuck bout how you feel
Emotion shield, my wall of steel

Yeah, I got me some boundaries
Alone's what i'm bound to be
Drugs they stay bound to me
Cuz fuck this reality

I'm just fed up
Still keep my head up
Cuz things gonna be fine
When I get my bread up

From something to nothing, I live in a coffin
I'm coughing from smoking, big blunts I be toking
I'm living like woah man
I'm sipping like oh man
I'm slipping oh no man
I'm clipping your foes man

I'm waiting for nothing, fuck you and your cousin
My cup fulla tussin
My brain keep on rotting
My cup fulla tussin
I'm nodding
Your eyes are like blocking
The pills that I'm popping

Coughing from smoking, big blunts I be toking
I'm living like woah man
I'm sipping like oh man
I'm slipping oh no man
I'm clipping your foes man

I'm waiting for nothing, fuck you and your cousin
My cup fulla tussin
My brain keep on rotting
My cup fulla tussin
I'm nodding
Your eyes are like blocking
The pills that I'm popping



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Writer(s): Lucas Boison
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