NLE - Hades66

Ayy, mmm My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-O-N A real street nigga, but I got depression A lot of things really left my feelings hurtin' Just wanna please everybody, I'm not perfect I tried to do right and be your stepping stone But you ain't do right, you even did me wrong And I don't know which world that I'm standing on I just wanna be left in the room with microphones My dad held me on the couch when Mike was on Your feelings get hurt and then you get your typing on I miss my nigga you just know he got indicted, oh I just wanna see all my dawgs comin' home I'ma kill 'em, I'ma kill 'em, I'ma kill 'em And I'ma get three motherfuckin' rid of They say Lil Choppa, he be jiggin' in his riddim They say Lil Choppa, he be shootin' at his victims A lot of niggas tried to play and they got bodied And if I ever did you wrong, bitch, I'm sorry I pop the Percocets, I don't fuck with the molly I killed him, but I keep on shooting at his body My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me They gon' hate me 'til I die, I gotta live with that I gave that bitch my fuckin' heart, I want my feelings back I always keep this shit 100, bae, how real is that? I know this shit get tangled up because our strings attached, mmm-mmm And I been just thinkin' 'Bout the best times of my life The best times of my life Best times of my life Think about the, think about it The best times of my life The best times of my life I just wanna go and see the light I could just look inside your eyes And tell that you tryna kill my vibe I don't fuck with you, you're a lie Knew it was a hit and deny All my niggas shoot, not the sky We be aimin' at you, we don't cry We ain't stoppin' violence 'til you die Lord knows, on Jesus Christ My eyes closed, I don't wanna see My mind gone, I can't sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me My eyes closed, I can't even see My mind's gone, I can't even sleep I ain't got no appetite, I can't even eat It's kinda hard being me

Eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Palaze, what you cookin'?) Eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh-eh (Yeah, go dummy, Kyle) Eh-eh, oh-oh, oh My biggest fear is being left all alone I'm sincere when I admit my wrongs I hope my do's outweigh all my don'ts I tell you to leave, that's not what I want (Not what I want) I'm prayin' every day, life's hard (Life's hard) I'm really flawed, yeah, you know that I'm scarred (Know I'm scarred) It hurt me deep 'cause you aimed at my heart (At my heart) Up this Glock on anybody, paranoid (Brrt) Treat my feelings with weed so I'm gone in a daze (On a daze) If I don't get attention then I might misbehave (I might misbehave) Anxiety, I cried my thoughts all in my brain (In my brain) Switchin' lanes, everybody drivin' me insane (Wow) It's one step forward and three back, endless pain Bae text me like, "Where you at?" I'm with the gang (I'm with the gang) She tell me "Be smart," 'cause she know I go hit a stain (I go hit a stain) I told her I ain't crashin', got a baby on the way You got me out my zone, like whoa-whoa-whoa That love that you showed me, I can't let go "I got your back forever," that's what a nigga had told her (What I told her) You gon' push my son around while he ridin' the stroller Got you cryin' on my shoulder, you know I'ma hold you Some shit I shouldn't told ya, eh-eh, whoa, whoa I got a lot of problems, I'm just lettin' you know I take it out on you and whoever else want some (Whoever want some) My biggest fear is being left all alone I'm sincere when I admit my wrongs I hope my do's outweigh all my don'ts I tell you to leave, that's not what I want (Not what I want) I'm prayin' every day, life's hard (Life's hard) I'm really flawed, yeah, you know that I'm scarred (Know I'm scarred) It hurt me deep 'cause you aimed at my heart (At my heart) Up this Glock on anybody, paranoid (Brrt) And it's a lot of niggas that I wanna see at the top I'ma make sure all my niggas soak it up, every drop I get a bitch and tell her, "Suck my brother up 'til he pop" I promise by the end of the year we pull up in drops I don't know what it is, your company, I just enjoy it This money we got, I won't break it, so don't you destroy it Even though I might be the most likely to do it Just know that I love you, gotta get that, understood? My biggest fear is being left all alone I'm sincere when I admit my wrongs I hope my do's outweigh all my don'ts I tell you to leave, that's not what I want (Not what I want) I'm prayin' every day, life's hard (Life's hard) I'm really flawed, yeah, you know that I'm scarred (Know I'm scarred) It hurt me deep 'cause you aimed at my heart (At my heart) Up this Glock on anybody, paranoid (Brrt)

CashMoneyAP Ayy I ain't gotta ask, I know my momma proud of me And my nigga we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side Everytime that a young nigga ride Hundred shots up out this choppa, let them glide I can't let him slide, 'cause they fuck with my pride I'm in the club with glizzy and my blicky Tryin' not hurt somebody, ayy 'Cause I was stuck up in the storm when rain came We don't care where it's at and we do it broad day I let the opps run the city, tryna maintain Goin' down the wrong road gave me road rage I had to tell 'em we ain't goin' for nothin' Don't know what the squad on But rich nigga like like the lotto, sippin' Muscato I put a nigga on the news, I probably read about him Her head super-duper fire, make her head throttle He say "Tell me the meanin' of a thug I rather be a gangsta, 'cause I can't show no love" 'Fore I do my dirt, I mask it on with a glove If he get up in my way, then I'ma hit him with the slug I ain't gotta ask, I know my momma proud of me And my nigga we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side Everytime that a young nigga ride Hundred shots up out this choppa, let them glide I can't let him slide, 'cause they fuck with my pride I'm in the club with glizzy and my blicky Tryin' not hurt somebody (nah, nah, nah) Ayy, got my glizzy and my blicky, tryin' not hurt somebody Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah Bum, bum, NLE the top shotta, yeah Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda

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