CRASHOUT

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My hands keep falling asleep
Wish I could walk in my dreams
A little longer at least
I can't deny that I'm faded
I'm falling off of the p
I dry myself broke and hungry
Like what it cost to be me?
What it cost to be me?

[?] on me
Smash my head into the asphalt
Don't know why I'm thinking 'bout it
But I'm tripping off of that tab, though
I ain't been right since a baby
Since a fucking tadpole
I been so tired of trying to fix my life
It's too much to a-

You gon' make me grab the mag, yeah
I don't really wanna act out
It's hard to stay in my bag, yeah
I been feeling like crashing out
I guess there ain't no backing down
On a xanny, I'm passing out
Took too much, it might take me out

Somehow I managed to see me another day
When the opps see me, I bet thеy run away
I had to tell Flaugé "Chill, put the gun away"
They don't want smokе, they can't even run a fade
Fall off
Lately it's been feeling like a lost cause
I done bossed up too fast for you
Get the fuck off my avenue

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