Feel this way

(Hero)

Mmm-mm-mm-mm

Lil bro out his mind

Pop him a X and he spin in the field today

Dead inside, I'm dying

Steady, asking God like, why I feel this way?

Wanna kill, me stop trying

I'ma pop out, I'ma score me a kill today

Ain't tripping 'bout her, she ain't mine

I kicked the bitch out, that's just how I feel today

I was down, now I'm feeling like, fuck it

Got my hand in my hand, it get ugly

Let off a button, hit niggas who ducking

We spinnin' here, toss it, get niggas concussed

To the hospital they rushing

The last thing he heard was, this shit for my buzzin

I show too much love, they can't say that I wasn't

They know if they call me, no question I'm coming

No, I can't let 'em get with me

Got sticks by the bed, if they coming to get me

Jump straight out my sleep and shoot twice to the empty

Like, don't try to creep, I'ma make 'em a memory

I don't got a mind, so don't temp me

We play with this money, kill shit out a Bentley

Lightskin pretty bitch, I'ma handle her gently

But might let her go if I feel like she friendly

Uh, uh

He steady poppin' the X

Fighting anxiety, dealing with his thoughts

He thinking 'bout what's next

I did some dirt with my gunnas I'll take to the grave

No, I won't ever confess

I'm in the car with them killers, we hunting for souls

We tryna make us a mass

We on it, we need it

I just stop tweaking, that boy be fiending

He tryna score him a bucket, I looked in his eyes

And I could just tell that he mean it

I'm with the reaper, that's somewhere you know I reside

We tryna catch all the demons

Came through the cut, ran a opp nigga down with that fye

I know no fun niggas seen it

Know I'm on point and I ride with three pipes

Only me, only time that a young nigga feeling safe

When you start touching that money

Fuck niggas envy like damn, why you feel that way?

Lil buzz out and he on dummy

Knock on a door, fah fah, tryna kill that way

And I pop with two buttons tucked in my jeans

'Cause I couldn't conceal the drac

I was down, now I'm feeling like, fuck it

Got my hand in my hand, it get ugly

Let off a button, hit niggas who ducking

We spinnin' here, toss it, get niggas concussed

To the hospital they rushing

The last thing he heard was, this shit for my buzzin

I show too much love, they can't say that I wasn't

They know if they call me no question, I'm coming

Uh, uh

He steady poppin' the X

Fighting anxiety, dealing with his thoughts

He thinking 'bout what's next

I did some dirt with my gunnas I'll take to the grave

No, I won't ever confess

I'm in the car with them killers, we hunting for souls

We tryna make us a mass