Felly - Slip lyrics
Christian Felner [Cfello]
[Felly - Slip lyrics]
Freezed up, bass hit up and copy, paste it
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
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