MERCYKILL - The way I feel now

〈intro: mercykill & lauryn hill〉
And there he was, this young boy
And there he was, this young boy
Strumming my pain with his fingers
I'ma blow a bag on a pound, rollin' (singing my life with his words)
Ayy, ayy, huh, huh, look

〈chorus: mercykill〉
I'ma blow a bag on a pound, rollin' blunts up
I'ma ride around in my town with the guns up
Really fucking bitches really tripping off the drugs, bro
Really don't give a fuck 'bout nobody but my bros and ghost guns
Hoes come and go, huh, ridin' on my own, fuck it all, fuck my life up
Try to hit my line, you know i won't pick the phone up
I been tryna drown couple days, i'mma die slumped
I'ma die slumped
You know i don't really think y'all fucking with the kid
Not a lotta people gonna go do what i did
Drownin' in your feelings, boy, quit acting like a bitch
What i told myself, wanna end myself, ain't a cry for help, it's a glimpse in hell (glimpse in hell)
5.56, play the hand that i'm dealt, got a full coat fur, boy, with all black pеlt

〈verse 1: mercykill〉
I pray to god, i don't know if he there, but i need bеtter days 'fore my dad in the air
And i'm still blowing dope, can't you smell in my hair?
I stop sniffin' that blow, i stop eatin' them pills
Hate being sober and hate how i feel
Every day, wanna end this pain 'cause the money won't end this ache
Fuck fame, i don't want it, bitch, i like my shade; go away
〈chorus: mercykill〉
I'ma blow a bag on a pound, rolling blunts up
I'ma ride around in my town with the guns up
Really fucking bitches really tripping off the drugs, bro
Really don't give a fuck 'bout nobody but my bros and ghost guns
Hoes come and go, huh, ridin' on my own, fuck it all, fuck my life up
Try to hit my line, you know i won't pick the phone up
I been tryna drown couple days, i'mma die slumped
I'ma die slumped
You know i don't really think y'all fucking with the kid
Not a lotta people gonna go do what i did
Drownin' in your feelings, boy, quit acting like a bitch
What i told myself, wanna end myself, ain't a cry for help, it's a glimpse in hell (glimpse in hell)
5.56, play the hand that i'm dealt, got a full coat fur, boy, with all black pelt

〈verse 2: mercykill〉
Used to rock a burn hole hoodie, sippin' wockhardt
Used to gettin' high, ride and whippin' stolen golf carts
Said i wouldn't be shit way before i dropped out
Now they yellin', "mk," only 'cause i drop now
Used to go to hotel hoppin', window shoppin', just a young boy with no options
Pistol poppin', pocket robbin', slick black, takin' all the money and the jewels yellin', "get back"
Never gave a fuck 'bout the rules, they ain't get that
Tell me what to do, i'mma drool when i lean back, chillin'
That lazy boy villain, i'm on my shit, up a blick, go missin'
〈outro: lauryn hill〉
And there he was, this young boy
And there he was, this young boy
He's coming
Gotta make the money
Stranger to my eyes (do we get the money? you get the profit)
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words

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@adjacen7 is the other 50%

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