Gas Station Xanax (feat. 12flexx)

Yeah I’m off the fuckin guap Don’t know how to act Even Even if I’m lyin all I spit is straight fax Couple bands in my mouth Couple bands on my mind GasStationXanax pair it with a fine wine Yeah I’m off the fuckin guap Don’t know how to act Even Even if I’m lyin all I spit is straight fax Couple bands in my mouth Couple bands on my mind GasStationXanax pair it with a fine wine Got my bitches in the sidelines waiting for a play Got my homies rolling up wit dem dicks OKAY How about you make sense How about you be clear Lemme know if this gonna work Lemme know while I’m here Can’t escape my feelings Run away from my demons I don’t know where I’m going I just hope that they hear it I just wanna relax I just gotta break even Got some GasStationXanax Bouta have a good evening Evil shit is in my personality Mortality lacking I’m bouta risk it for a shot at some action Don’t try to face me motherfucker Or my brother be brackin If I pull up on yo block I better not catch you lackin I’m yearning for a chance to break away from the mold It’s early in my design, but plans go up by tenfold I’m hopin for the chance to see ya later tonight I write this rhyme in spite of being twice my might Wait a minute Hol’ up Plateaued as a person, must be a mistake ‘Cuz my parents instilled in me that I’d be great But now I’ve been filled up with sadness and hate Regretting decisions and actions I take My tolerance raised from nights all alone My battery drained from my life and my phone Tie me to the stake, and light it on fire Let what is left of my soul to go home I can’t express how much hope has been lost Friends become strangers: all at what cost? This must be a sign, now is my time My body and mind consumed by the fog Weaker and weaker, more tired by the day I run out of thoughts, still got lots to say Run from my issues ‘till I’m outta steam The only way out is to go with my dream Go with it