Hell of a Drug

(Trap, you made that shit?)

Grah, grah, grah grah

(Major, that's you?)

Grah, said depression one hell of a drug

I been tryna vent to you, you wasn't listenin' clearly or you just ain't listen enough

I'm always the person who hurtin' and dyin' in silence, I just wanna give this shit up

And you fuck with the opps, I said 42 deads in a song and I'm still outside diggin' 'em up

Nobody help me when I'm broken but you want some help, better go ask them **** you fuck

You know why them killers be playin' my music, the last **** ran into me wish he ducked

And I just be wishin' sometimes you was real or at least kept it real, but you ain't real enough

And it's been 7 days in a week, I pray I don't OD, if I do then you know it's because

Fucked up on the way that you play me

It probably mean nothin' to you, that shit crazy

You know I'm that **** who constantly trending

The **** you fuckin' gon' play my shit daily

You be texting my phone about all of these bitches

While I'm thinkin' 'bout us goin' half on a baby

I don't know why I thought this shit was any different

I don't know why I thought that this bitch could've saved me

2 AM in the morning, I'm callin' my brothers and tell 'em I'm not feelin' fine

"I'm sorry to bother, don't know what you doin', but brodie, I just got a lot on my mind"

My brothers in jail, they keep sayin' they wanna come home, that shit fuckin' with me everytime

I got used to just being alone so I won't call your phone, when I go do not say I'm your slime

I got used to just being so distant when Nay Gunz died, word to bro I ain't even ask why

Before I put your face in a chain word to bro I was shootin before I put you in a shine

Anybody that spoke on your name word to bro I was spinnin' through blocks tryna let of my fire

And I always put on for my gang but my gang do not love me, they showed me that multiple times

Me, Dot, Jay, Naz, we spinnin' through blocks tryna catch a OY

And they say we the rappers so we gotta chill word to bro fuck a rapper, we spinnin 89

And I'm sittin in court with my G and I'm just waiting patiently, they keep remanding K9

I got all of this money I wanted and I'm waiting patiently, I just wish I could rewind

And I hate when you start acting bad word to bro, that shit kill me, yous tart pulling stunts

You blaming the liquor when you outside fucking these **** but you claiming I'm who you want

If you wanted them could've said that on bro I ain't care, could've just kept it real from the jump

And you supposed to better me, why you keep pulling me down, what the fuck, you can't see that I'm numb?

I won't let you play me no more, or get in my head, 'cause you know I'm one of them ones

But I let you play me before, but I played you too, and I think we shouldve been done

Like, I just be thinkin' bout you, when I'm in my bed, I just wanna text you to come

Pretty bitch with a **** who shoot, when I'm thinkin bout you, my feelings be gone with a blunt

Like, I already know she a slut, she pretty as fuck, so I let her tote on my gun

I'm not like nobody she fuck, I be in her guts, I bet when I fuck she gon run

She already know I'm Jay5ive, and she know my body so she throw this dick on her tongue

I'm just hoping that she see the picture and she come and save me before I end up right in a-

Grah, said depression one hell of a drug

I been tryna vent to you, you wasn't listenin' clearly or you just ain't listen enough

I'm always the person who hurtin' and dyin' in silence, I just wanna give this shit up

And you fuck with the opps, I said 42 deads in a song and I'm still outside diggin' 'em up

Nobody help me when I'm broken but you want some help, better go ask them **** you fuck

You know why them killers be playin' my music, the last **** ran into me wish he ducked

And I just be wishin' sometimes you was real or at least kept it real, but you ain't real enough

And it's been 7 days in a week, I pray I don't OD, if I do then you know it's because