forsaken slowed E

O'clock in the morning Like it's two p. m. Toasting the weed smoke, the city's in a Dream. I'm Taking X and Letting Go, words Floating in my tongue letting go. Eight dollars man, I'm feeling faint, Looking a cuddle Talking like I'm that's weird, Fucking With my tongue. Niggas in this club Like They're searching like I'm Coming. I'm Tripping, see the flame, nigga, Don't nothing. I'm tryna tryna dirty nap. And do another ten, Nigga, Fuck it, This Is where I Go. Again, I'm counting stacks, looking ceiling I'm Tryna call feelings out, but they Ain't coming out.