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Alamo Records - Depleted Lyrics

[Chorus]
(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)

[Verse]
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
[Interlude]
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

[Chorus]
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)

[Outro]
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