[Intro]
Ayy, Trel
The Heroes

[Verse]
Been thinkin' to myself, like why the fuck they hate on me?
When I ain't around, they talkin' down, they gon' try to play on me
That pussy boy think I'm lackin', must not know it stay on me
Fifty plus another fifty, that's what this bitch take on it
They wake the city up and drop, I told them bitches wait on it
Catch him in his grandmom house and put that fuckin' K on him
And it ain't no coppin' out, so, bitch, you better pray on it
Funerals and t-shirts with your fucking face on it
Can't get no peace since they been watching my move
I really been stressing from all the shit I go through
They wasn't accepting my calls, what the fuck I do to you?
Eyes closed, I seen loud jackets me in the room
Nobody but me, myself, and who?
Fuck trust, can't put my trust in him or you
You don't trust me so why the fuck should I trust you?
You don't love me so why the fuck should I love you?
And all that shit was fake that you had told me
And all that shit I hate, the truth is what you showed me
And better yet, the only way I did fuck with you
Is from the shit that you told me (Damn)
Oh-woah, hurt to my soul
Oh-woah, my life felt froze
Oh-woah, I really don't know
Oh-woah, I'm losing control
My body aching, I'm getting tired of this shit
I'm tired of waiting, I'm getting tired of this shit
I wanna wake up, but I'm so tired of this shit
And all love do is hurt, I wanna smile from this shit
Oh-woah, I'm tryna rise from this shit
Oh-woah, they tryna pull me down from this shit
Oh-woah, they think I stayed from 'round all this shit
Oh-woah-woah
Oh-woah, I can't be found in this bitch
They lookin' for me, bitch, I'm way up off the ground in this bitch
You fuck with me, then it's up, it's goin' down in this bitch
You fuck with me, then it's stuck, you goin' down in this bitch
Oh-woah, bitch, you a clown and I know it
And I got them bands in my account, I ain't gotta show it
I used to walk around with fifty bands and they couldn't ignore it
Through all the stress, I'm still blessed, that's why I'm thanking the Lord
Bitch, we clutchin' on them cutters, swing this bitch like a sword
Since he fat mouthin' on Insta', I'ma step on that boy
We gon' hop out with some big shit that'll shut down your car
23, bitch, we gon' creep, we all ready for war, ayy
I ain't got no time to play
All my n***as clutchin' on them fuckin' K's
You move wrong, and I swear to God we spray
At your door, we gon' kill your ass today
Ain't nobody safe
N***a, fuck that, you ain't safe, bitch
Draco, I bang
I'm in love 'cause she'll face it
Two clips with tape
That's full of lead, this bitch erase, bitch
It's a cold game
That's why we ride around with eight years