Xanax Bars - Ricky Hil

It’s getting late, I’m bout to miss my show,

Where the fuck did you go,

On this day that I’m leaving you, and I told you so,

So she grabs my face, looks in my eyes,

Asks me if I got high last night, but I didn’t,

I was smoking on weed, she was talking about the other kind,

Something knocks at the door, and I leave forever,

She wanna lay with me, Trying stay with me,

I’m dying now, I’m dying now

My hands shaking a lot,

I’ve been smoking a lot,

and I ain’t been making a lot,

My hands shaking a lot,

I’ve been smoking a lot,

and I ain’t been making a lot

Xanax bars ain’t making it stop,

Xanax bars ain’t making it stop

And I know I’m gonna leave someday, but it ain’t today,

You see me I’m kind of off, a little slurred when I talk,

And them people in the street they be starring when I walk,

Go ahead Mr. Business man you can’t dress like me,

Yeah

If I let a bitch breathe, She’ll get ahead of me,

Find another mutha fucka, That she think way better than me,

Let’s hope you’re better than me, Cuz im gone for good,

I’m a see about a view things, Ricky misunderstood,

I’m dying now, I’m dying now

My hands shaking a lot,

I’ve been smoking a lot,

and I ain’t been making a lot,

My hands shaking a lot,

I’ve been smoking a lot,

and I ain’t been making a lot,

Xanax bars ain’t making it stop,

Xanax bars ain’t making it stop,

Xanax bars ain’t making it stop,

Xanax bars ain’t making it stop.