On Hold

I'ma burn blunts till this pain go I'm on a hunt for a rainbow But there ain't no pot of gold Seeing me end with my brains blown I'ma get money, count peso So do as I say so I still got my ex on hold Yeah, yeah That's how you do me? Like, go and spit on my face Heartbroken, every single mistake I can't focus, like I'm livin' ashamed and livin' in pain I think of the decisions we made, they still move me Could've died together and ride together Alive when we lied together My mind slide in thе night for a Kylie Jenner I onе-time Jeff, I died, your life is better So I'd be out your pic, the frame is still movin' Ounce of the shh, I blaze and stay stupid Bounce on my shh, bitch, I make music Inspire my mind, I write to make movies But shit, I deny and lie and chase groupies And sluts that are down to fuck, then blaze doobies You know, the ones with buns and fake booties That screamin' they 'bout to cum when they do me Yeah, me and them went to war a lot It's probably why she wanna talk a lot Wanna fight me, then fuck me, punch me, then love me And somehow, she's the one that calls the cops and plays victim No wonder I stay distant I could tell now we're all grown up I could tell she was bruised within from losin' him I choose to see that she was all closed up When you lost our son, you lost the sun Feeling like it's my fault you lost your love And yeah, I'm feeling like it's my fault you lost your trust Now I'm drowning in lots of drugs, it's not worth it Yeah, I heard you got a man on your wish list You're about to start a business I got your letters back in Christmas I kept a drawer with the memories and pictures Yeah, shit, girl, I used to get high with your sisters They was like a fam to me Showed me what a man could be, a fam could be Ah, please shut the fuck up, Chill Yeah, sometimes I was stalking that Check your 'Gram, have a scan, where the stories at? Let me say, every time that I called you back You ignored all the calls, I'll applaud the fact But shit, girl, I used to get high with your sisters They was like a fam to me They showed me what a man could be Ah, fuck, that's twice now, shut the fuck up, Chill Yeah, sometimes I was stalking that Check your 'Gram, have a scan, where the stories at? Let me say, every time that I've called you back And you ignored all these calls, I'll applaud the fact 'Cause that's what I'd do, I deserve that Let's get high, boo, baby, burn that Fuck good one last time, ah please, never mind And pretend you never heard that Fuck yeah, girl, now I'm stressing, where this herb at? Shit, I just burned through the third pack all in one week Now I gotta do a chorus before I bring the verse back Yeah, I better bring the verse back I'ma burn blunts till this pain go I'm on a hunt for a rainbow But there ain't no pot of gold Seeing me end with my brains blown I'ma get money, count peso So do as I say so I still got my ex on hold Yeah, yeah Hey Mum, remember when you had triplets And we only got twins? Sometimes I wish he had've survived And be apart of a life that we all gon' live but I guess that we all got things that We locked away to block the pain I had the devil in my ear, got a lot to say But calm down, Chill, rock on the J and call your mum back Ahh, I'm alone and smoke vivid Thinkin' 'bout the night that you told me to go get it I only see my brothers a bunch, every few months They must hate they're alone, I know I should go visit But I'm out on the road with smokin' dope women Gettin' twenty-five racks to show, then blow Swishes Ten racks on clothes, the bros live it Now I got the pressure and stress that goes with it Nah, fuck that, I'm thinkin', fuck this whole image They told me to never meet your idols In the end, your friends become rivals "Keep your enemies close" becomes vital Everything that I touch became viral But one of these cunts just get violent In the end, I laugh and just smile, like "Pfft" If you wanna jump me, you jump me, you won't, though We don't really want no smoke, bro But I ain't hiding, shh be the postcode A third eye open like a GoPro Had him on a string like a yo-yo But I remember when Olga passed I never got to visit and that broke my heart So Ma, please know, if I die from this life every night That's my fault, I chose this path that I chose I deal with emotions hard And that's probably why I swallow these drugs And bottle it up and count on my brotherly love To do this shit for my brothers above, and that's real talk I'ma burn blunts till this pain goes And I'm on a hunt for the rainbow I found out that there ain't no pot of gold You'll see me end with my