Hell / Heroina Songtext

von Kevin Abstract

I died in the past
I live in the present
I brag bout the future
Imma die any second
I copped me some weapons
I keep em in the trunk
She keep that nina on her
She ain't afraid to jump
Imma move to London
My grandma stay there
I stair to the sky
My grandma stay there
Go back to Corpus, my momma pray there
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Goals done? Not at all
Standing still I feel the fall coming
Staring in the mirror tell myself that I don't mean nothing
My vision blurry as ever, my wrist is bloody as ever
3 AM still in the apartment's parking lot
My sister go to work in 2 hours, I go to school in 3

I still ride the school bus, still ain't got no State ID
Pitty 4 me? Nah nigga not at all
Tuition fees? Nigga please, finna be Bieber in the fall
Mothafucka

Betta protect yo head boy, betta watch what you said boy
Before you end up dead boy, that's a wise man once said boy

Fuck 12, fuck 12 nigga
Rolling up until I feel different
Run through thots until my feelings missing
Ya moving weight from ya mommas kitchen
Ain't shit change, got no range though
Still the same nigga different area code
Keep the same circle everywhere I go
If shit gon pop off, you know how it go
Nigga you know how it go
Feel it in my bones
Creeping, creeping, creeping
Fellas still not home,
I won't leave him, leave him, leave him

Feel it in my bones
Creeping, creeping, creeping
Fellas still not home,

I won't leave him, leave him, leave him

Feel it in my bones
Creeping, creeping, creeping
Fellas still not home,
I won't leave him, leave him, leave him
I been, I been
So polite
I been, I been
So polite
Drugs been, drugs been
So polite
I been, I been
So polite

When I die tomorrow, call my momma
At the funeral, no drama
Don't bring no tools, don't bring no heroina When I die tomorrow, call my momma
At the funeral, no drama
Don't bring no tools, don't bring no heroina

My girl tells me that this shit is death
To me it feels it is all I got left
It heals my feels deep down I don't feel wrong
Except for when I see the demon bleeding in the mirror for too long
See him, need him, write my wrongs
Treat him, leave him, like his mom
Pain here, right here, in my bones
Keep me on my toes for now
Catch me at the church,
In the morning,
In a casket,
And I don't mind if I die
But I don't do it, who gon do it?
You gon do it, fuck that Ima let these drugs do it
And I'm too scared of suicide, I'm too scared of suicide
Ima let this H just take my life, I'm yelling

When I die tomorrow, call my momma
At the funeral, no drama
Don't bring no tools, don't bring no heroina

Don't bring no heroina round here boy

When I die tomorrow, please no drama
Let me die in peace