Feel This Way

(Hero)

Mm-mm-mm-mm

Look bro out his mind

Pop him a X and he spittin' the field today

Dead inside, I'm dyin'

Steady askin' God like, "Why I feel this way?"

Wanna kill me, stop tryin'

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

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

I kick that bitch out, that's just how I feel today

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

Got my gun in my hand, it get ugly

Let off a button, hit **** who duckin'

We spinnin' here, toss it, get **** concussed

To the hospital, they rushin'

The last thing he heard was the shit from my buzzin'

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

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

No, I can't let them get with me

Got sticks by the bed, if they come in, they get me

Jump straight out my sleep and shoot twice to the empty

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

I don't got a mask, so don't tempt me

We play with this money, kill shit out of Bentley

Like skin pretty bitch, I'ma handle her gently

But might let her go if I feel like she friendly

Uh-huh

He steady poppin' that X

Fightin' anxiety, dealin' with his thoughts

He thinkin' 'bout what's next

I did some dirt with my gun as I take to the grave

No, I won't never confess

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

We tryna make us a mess

We on it, we need it

Hard to stop tweakin' that boy be fiendin'

He tryna score I'm a buck, but I looked in his eyes

And I could just tell that he mean it

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

We tryna catch all the demons

Came through the car right now, a ****'s down that fat

I know no fun **** seen it

Know I'm on point in the ride

Three pipes on me only tab that a young **** feelin' safe

When you start touchin' that money

Fuck **** envy like, "Damn, why you feel that way?"

Lil' boys out in they own dummy

Knock on the door, fuck, fuck, tryna kill that way

And I popped out with two buttons

Tucked in my jeans, 'cause I couldn't conceal that Drac'

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

Got my gun in my hand, it get ugly

Let off a button, hit **** who duckin'

We spinnin' here, toss it, get **** concussed

To the hospital, they rushin'

The last thing he heard was the shit from my buzzin'

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

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

Uh-huh

He steady poppin' that X

Fightin' anxiety, dealin' with his thoughts

He thinkin' 'bout what's next

I did some dirt with my gun as I take to the grave

No, I won't never confess

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

We tryna make us a mess

(We tryna make us a mess)