Emotions (feat. G Herbo)

Love to my bro's that couldn't make it I'm a make it for you They can gentrify my hood but they can't change the soil Raised up in the 90s seen cocaine get boiled My next-door neighbors putting flame to the foil Just cleared a quarter million RAPPIN in like 4 months Them Suckas talking like they shooters they ain't score once He got his stimulus and spent that shit on all runtz Your homies freeze up under pressure cuz they all chumps Double up my dollars must acknowledge I'm at eight series swerver The 40 turned him to a vegetable that's basically murder We both rap but they resent the fact I'm taking it further And that same bitch they dream about well I just made her a squirter Connected with burner An we about about to bring a cookies to the city Prior to it slabs of Coke that looked like cookies in the city Had to read the signs because they was trying to book me in the city These people feel me like brail can't overlook me in the city I feel like young Basquiat with bars an what I'm smoking is purple Smokers club in 0'16 I used to open for Herbo I just out left Medellin met Pablos brother Roberto Caght My Homie playing both sides I ain't surprised but it hurt though I got murder on my mind and I got hoes all on my dick We aint walking in that club if we can't go in with this stick I put this ice all on my chain this shit is frozen on my wrist An She a just savage like me can't show emotions with this bitch Owwwww Dirty game i'm feeling lost but I really won It's hard to win because I lost who I really love We're trying to mask the pain All I know is blast and bang I can't even crack a smile I don't even laugh the same And now that cash came Remember we was bagging cane Murder one on opps All he saw was flash an flames Want to know how I got millions and still act the same Ain't have no business in the raq man I went back to gain Same nigga still at heart but I'm just stacked in chains You can't leave it in the car because if you lack you Slain So all the real niggas tryna stay afloat Don't know how because we rose from the city of no hope Every Sunday when they want to show you pity I don't go Got my auntie in the church but my big cousin selling dope Enemies idol me and then envy me You come near me triggers squeeze I don't give out sympathy I'm giving Smoke I got murder on my mind and I got hoes all on my dick We aint walking in that club if we can't go in with this stick I put this ice all on my chain this shit is frozen on my wrist And she a just savage like me can't show emotions with this bitch Owwwww