Slippery Slope Lyrics

Don't talk about hope

No better way to cope

It's a slippery slope

Smoke trees not dope

Yea that boy in his feels

Makes songs that heal

April baby, I'm made from pressure

Diamond in the rough, didn't know I was treasure

Is it sin if it's guilty pleasure

I don't know what's the mark to measure

God dont text me back when I vent

Seen three dots, guess I'm not heaven sent

Where's my karma, years I spent

Money I invest, didn't make cents

Couldn't save dimes, so I ran up my Dime bank

Better not ask me, hey where's my thanks

My opinions formed, yall read it

Dont need your comments, this not Reddit

Your only truth is convenient facts

And I got the cure, but they scared of the vax

Dreams no faith in the USA

It was hard work and PUA's

From the bottom no SBAs

On the grind like them SB Days

(Yea)

Dreams no faith in the USA

From the bottom no SBAs

(Yea)

For my brother in the sky

Hope you hear this while you fly

Don't talk about hope

Bro died, can't cope

It's a slippery slope

Life on a tight rope

Easy to fall leant on the ledge

House on a cliff life's on the edge

Josephine, hoarder of fears

Unfortunate like Baudelaires

Was a kid, learnt life's not fair

Hurt in a Mad World, Tears For Fears

Hit my goals, then solo cheers

No love here, single for years

For me it's death or wealth

Since God took away my health

Been hard just to love myself

Mayday, it's a call for help

Since God took away my health

Been hard just to love myself

(Yea)

For me it's death or wealth

Mayday, it's a call for help