All Herb (feat. Amindi)

Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though

Made a **** perfect for his next hoe

Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though

Made a **** perfect for his next ho

New one trying to bang me like a set

If I give it ten percent, I'ma need it back tenfold

Screamin' at homes and at our phones, we all hurting

Freakin' ya soul, like that pack, we all herb

Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya

Mixing the feel with the facts, we all her

Play in the dark, where you at, it's our secret

If I'ma die, make it big, we all herb

Tell me it's real like the funk, we all need ya

Lay in the field, bring it down, we all herb

And if you dead, tell me somethin'

Like, what's ya life and how you livin'?

Did you slide it, did you build it?

Did you find it and did you rob 'em, did you write it?

Like on the TV, takin' off for the marathon

Oh, you greedy, catchin' I don't embarrass, huh?

You can't see me, John Cena in camouflage

And they see me, catchin' up on the Megatron

And the VV, lookin' just like it

Sleep in the back 'cause you're broke, it's all perfect

Sleep on the cash, it was life, it's all real

Laid on the floor, I was broke, it's all worth it

Bally Hotel, break it down, it's all word

Laid on the floor as you're drunk? We're all stupid

Fuck you to sleep, it was love, it's out there

How many days if I die if we all losers

Lay in the streets, set a fire, it's all kill

Screamin' at homes and at our phones, we all hurting

Freakin' ya soul, like that pack, we all herb

Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya

Mixing the feel with the facts, we all her

Play in the dark, where you at, it's our secret

If I'ma die, make it big, we all herb

Tell me it's real like the funk, we all need ya

Lay in the field, bring it down, we all herb

I can call this phase, how

To Break Up with a Breakdown

Been tryna find a way out

I'm waiting for the catch

Maybe call you up soon

But Drake got me like, "Trust who?"

What I want and must do

They don't always match

Running for the hills when it gets rough

Truman Show, it's feelin' like a setup

I'ma be a isolated mess

And still as good as it gets

Nothin' less when I mess up

Yeah, who on the edge has the funds, it's all over

Starving a child is a check, it's all yours

We could've died doing shots, they don't know it

Sparing a child going wild

Yeah, AMG in the dark, it's all motor

Crashing the Jeep, it's a fire, it's all hers

Fuck it, it's Rob, it's Rashad, is all potion

Spilling the drink, goin' wild, yeah

Screamin' at homes and at our phones, we all hurting

Freakin' ya soul, like that pack, we all herb

Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya

Mixing the feel with the facts, we all her

Play in the dark, where you at, it's our secret

If I'ma die, make it big, we all herb

Tell me it's real like the funk, we all need ya

Lay in the field, bring it down, we all herb

Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though

Made a **** perfect for his next ho

New one trying to bang me like a set

If I give it ten percent, I'ma need it back tenfold

Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though

Made a **** perfect for his next ho

New one trying to bang me like a set

If I giving ten percent, I'ma need it back