Flowers & Hills

Been in and out the town
I'm in the hidden hills
Stacking from the floor to the ceiling
I'm trying to get a million
White tee with my chain on
But I'm just really chilling
I got some scars you can't see
I hope they really healing
I don't know
You just don't know how I'm really feeling
I swear if I could have gave it to you
Then I would have been did it
(Ah)
Keep fucking around it might get iffy
It's getting spooky
Keep a blick in the city

I'm just pape driven
I could tell by looking at you we just way different
(Way different)
Nigga you are not the same or on the same mission
I'm cut from a different cloth Nigga I'm just made different

I'm doing great
Them niggas trying to maintain driven
If you ain't real it's like the air
You just can't get it
If KB pop out anywhere then he came fitted
Same shit, different day
Just maintain the image
Aye

Ay
You make the bed you lay in

If you keep cutting too deep
Then it's going to scar in the end

When your burning bridges
You got to know that they're finished

The ash comes crumbling down
Like a mudslide on the hills

(Ay)

I keep my guard up
I had my heart on my sleeve
And it got warped up
Anything that's not respectable
Is getting torn up
Nigga this is not no flamethrower
But I'm still trinna torch sum
Twelve caught me with a line and poured it out
But nigga I got four of em
Big chop will knock a nigga down but I need more of 'em

I pushed the night away
Some days I get in my feelings
Yea
I'm dealing with it
Oh my baby
How you feeling
Your eager bleeding
I got your love your love
But wasn't forever