All Herb (feat. Amindi)

Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though Made a nigga perfect for his next hoe (Yeah, yeah) Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though Made a nigga perfect for his next hoe New one tryna bang me like a set If I'm givin' ten percent, I'ma need it back tenfold (yeah, yeah) Screamin' at home, and at phones, we all hurtin' Freakin' ya soul, like the pack, we all herb Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya Mixin' the feel with the facts, we all hurt Play in the dark, where you at? It's our secret If I'ma die, make it big, we all hurtin' Tell me it's real, like the funk, we all need ya Lay in the field, burn it down, we all herb And if you dead, tell me somethin' Like, what's ya life and how you livin'? Did you slide it, did you build it? Did you find it, did you grab it, did you ride it? Like on the TV, tell me off on the marathon Oh, you greedy, catchin', I don't embarrass, huh You can't see me, John Cena in camouflage And they see me, cashin' out on a Megatron And the VV, lookin' just like it Yeah, sleep in the back 'cause you broke, it's all perfect (ayy) Sleep on the cash, it was life, it's all real Laid on the floor, I was broke, it's all worth it Bally hotel, break it down, it's all word (Word) Laid on the floor, is you drunk? We all stupid Fuck you to sleep, it was love, it's all good How many days have I died? We all losers Lay in the streets, set a fire, it's all kill (yeah) Screamin' at home, and at phones, we all hurtin' Freakin' ya soul, like the pack, we all herb Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya Mixin' the feel with the facts, we all hurt Play in the dark, where you at? It's our secret If I'ma die, make it big, we all hurtin' Tell me it's real, like the funk, we all need ya Lay in the field, burn it down, we all herb I can call this phase "How To Breakup With a Breakdown" Been tryna find a way out I'm waitin' for the catch Maybe call you up soon But Drake got me like, "Trust who?" What I want and must do They don't always match Runnin' for the hills when it gets rough Truman Show, it's feelin' like a setup I'ma be a isolated mess And still as good as it gets, nothin' less, when I mess up Yeah, who on the edge has the funds? It's all over Starvin' a child is a check, it's all yours We could've died, there was shots, they don't know it Sparin' a child goin' wild Yeah, yeah, AMG in the dark, it's all motor Crashin' the Jeep, it's a fire, it's all hers Fuck it, it's Rob, it's Rashad, it's all potion Spillin' the drink, goin' wild, yeah Screamin' at home, and at phones, we all hurtin' Freakin' ya soul, like the pack, we all herb Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya Mixin' the feel with the facts, we all hurt Play in the dark, where you at? It's our secret If I'ma die, make it big, we all hurtin' Tell me it's real, like the funk, we all need ya Lay in the field, burn it down, we all herb Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though Made a nigga perfect for his next hoe New one tryna bang me like a set If I'm givin' ten percent, I'ma need it back tenfold Fuck it, I'ma get it off my chest though Made a nigga perfect for his next hoe New one tryna bang me like a set If I'm givin' ten percent, I'ma need it back