Slip

I got my mind on the money and you know it
I Got a pistol full of pain and it’s showing
Hit the gas and I whip it like it’s stolen
And before you see me I’m gone

I say I’m just trying to find myself
Holding on to nothing with no one else
I don’t want to fake it
Holy when I taste it
Feel myself slipping I’m gone

Baby girl yea you’re standing there so mean
Let’s lie to each other like we were seventeen
I’m just trynna feel a little pleasure in the pain
When I feel myself slipping I’m gone

I say I’m just trying to find myself
Holding on to nothing with no one else
I don’t want to fake it
Holy when I taste it
Feel myself slipping I’m gone
Yea I’m just trying to find myself
Holding on to nothing with no one else
I don’t want to fake it
Holy when I taste it
Feel myself slipping I’m gone

I got my mind on the money and you know it
I got a pistol full of pain and it’s showing
Hit the gas and I whip it like it’s stolen
And before you see me I’m gone

I say I’m just trying to find myself
Holding on to nothing with no one else
I don’t want to fake it
Holy when I taste it
Feel myself slipping I’m gone
Yea I’m just trying to find myself
Holding on to nothing with no one else
I don’t want to fake it
Holy when I taste it
Feel myself slipping I’m gone
Feel myself slipping I’m gone
Feel myself slipping I’m gone