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Lil Xtra

Don't Get Up

 

Don't Get Up

(album: Make It Through Fall - 2018)


Aye, I'll be out in a moment we rolled up the woods and we smoking the potent
I might come out like a bear if you poke it
Life out of focus, can't see where I'm going
Nothing to live for, nothing to die by
Deathwish, hope I get hit in a drive-by
Breakfast time and I'm sleeping no love for the A.M. until it's the night time
And I know you had to go, your time was up
What we wouldn't trade for more time or more luck
Hope you know you were excepted and loved 'cause sometimes I don't feel like I said it enough
But I know I can get it on my own
Someone watch the fucking throne
Homies left me bleeding on the cement guess I always knew I'd die alone so

We fall down and don't get up
I don't believe in purpose
Something good happened today
I know I don't deserve it
You've come to point out all my flaws
Blood won't wash away these sins
I said I'd flush these down the drain
But here we, here we go again

I'm fucking impaired, sleep when I'm dead
Then when I'm dead maybe someone will care
These student loans would be out of my hair
We drowning in debt but life isn't fair
Life is some shit, pop a few pills
Half an hour and then I'm over it
Now I can chill without feeling like shit
Hit up some females that like how I spit

I said I would flush it, it's nothing important, my lungs are combusting, my thoughts are distorted
Mission aborted, twelve pull up, they packing
The dope in her sock 'cause I know when to pass it
Roll up the blunt and she know how to pack it
We light it once she roll it up in tobacco
And now I'm in love with a sad hoe
Sadness pulling me in like a black hole
Down, down, down we go
I can't escape this rabbit hole
It's just a bad dream I suppose
She says she loves me but it don't, it don't show

We fall down and don't get up
I don't believe in purpose
Something good happened today
I know I don't deserve it
You've come to point out all my flaws
Blood won't wash away these sins
I said I'd flush these down the drain
But here we, here we go again

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