Depleted

(Hahaha), yeah, once in my life I been feeling alive

I been through times that made me go cry

I don't like talking, like, "Shut up, be quiet, okay?" (Yeah, yeah)

I feel defeated, depleted, okay

I pop a 15 and float out of space

I pop a 30 then fall on my face

Pray that my brother get freed out them gates, yeah (Yeah)

I'm on the lean noddin' off, I swerve

I had to get me a loss, how I learned

I keep a pistol, I'm stayin' alert (Yeah)

Freaky lil' bitch tryna suck on the cock

No Smith & Wesson, I keep me a Glock

Shawty know that I be countin' a lot

Pop me a pill, I'm addicted like rocks, huh, yeah

I got my phone, calling Jenny up

My mama dying, it tear me up

Tryna get all of her pockets stuffed

I'm on a mission, I'm fighting, I'm flying

'Till the mission go, "Complete"

I overdosed, they thought I was dying

Now that bitch up on her knees (Slurp)

Baby, I lied

I ain't really put them Percs down

I see the smile on yo' face

Every time I try to go down

Baby, I need you

Thought you knew that, baby, right now

Girl, when I see you

Need a second, need a time-out

Jump in the ocean, I swim with the sharks

I just be working, baby, movin' smart

Push a button, didn't start up the car

Girl, I miss you, I don't care where we are

Poppin' that Oxy', not poppin' no bars

Posted, pourin' fours inside a bar

I love me Tris and I love me Wockhardt

Pull out that Rolls-Royce, she fuck in the car

Put the curtains up, it's funny

Yo' bitch so dumb

My baby, my love

Tryna fuck on her face

I'm really goin' crazy

Hope my mama see me make it

If she don't, I'm taking my life

Yeah, once in my life I been feeling alive

I been through times that made me go cry

I don't like talking, like, "Shut up, be quiet, okay?" (Yeah, yeah)

I feel defeated, depleted, okay

I pop a 15 and float out of space

I pop a 30 then fall on my face

Pray that my brother get freed out them gates, yeah (Yeah)

I'm on the lean noddin' off, I swerve

I had to get me a loss, how I learned

I keep a pistol, I'm stayin' alert (Yeah)

I got my phone, calling Jenny up

My mama dying, it tear me up

Tryna get all of her pockets stuffed

Every time feelin' I'm not enough, oh