Can't Heal
(Aye I miss you grandma, and Abuela too)
(Aye I miss y'all, imma see y'all soon, Imma do it for you, okay just wait)
(Aye listen)
(I miss y'all)
(Been on my grind I can't get in my feelins, stack tall imma touch to the celling)
B-Been on my grind I can't get in my feelins, stack tall imma touch to the celling
Miss all the times, bro I know how you feelin
Go insane, I feel like I'm bleeding
I don't know what I'm doing, don't know if I'm healing
Like so much of this pain that I'm dealing
Fuck having friends, man, they been disappearing
11/1/21 got meaning
Remember times you was cookin' our meals
Now when I eat, I don't know how to feel
Think about you, man, that shit give me chills
Go see you at the graveyard, I sit in the field
I don't know how to deal
But it's fuck it I'm keepin' it real
Tell me a secret, I'm keepin' it sealed
Gettin' big everyday, man I feel like O'Neal
We controllin' our lives, something like a controller
But I can't keep my composure
Phone call, ring, knew it was over
Said she was gone man that shit made my soul hurt
Why you had to leave, man, you know that we need you
Late night dreams, think that I see you
Bro heart drop, yeah, man, me too
Thought you would make it, nothing could defeat you
But fuck it you know I'm a man
I'ma keep workin', you know how I am
I'm finna blow and make a hundred grand
And I'm sayin' that shit cause I know that I can
Do you feel me? Do you hear me
I'm just hopin' that they do not kill me
Think the music's somethin' that'll heal me
But I won't stop missin' you dearly
Some are lovin' this shit, but I'm hatin' it
I don't care what you say, don't got say in it
Fuck the games, I don't care, I'm not playin' it
Stab in my back, pool of blood, Ima lay in it
Keep my soul, love my soul, I ain't tradin' it
Say a lot, but really, I ain't sayin' shit
When my brother had called, back on that day
Brodie I keep on replayin' it
B-Been on my grind, I can't get in my feelings
Stack tall imma touch to the celling
Miss all the times, bro, I know how you feelin
Go insane, I feel like I'm bleedin
I don't know what I'm doin', don't know if I'm healin
Like, so much of this pain that I'm dealin
Fuck having friends, man, they been disappearin
11/1/21 got meaning
Remember times you was cookin' our meals
Now when I eat, I don't know how to feel
Think about you, man, that shit give me chills
Go see you at the graveyard, I sit in the field
I don't know how to deal
But it's fuck it, I'm keepin' it real
Tell me a secret, I'm keepin' it sealed
Gettin' big everyday, man, I feel like O'Neal
Swing through emotions, feelin' like a monkey
Know that you gone but still know that I'm lucky
Addicted to music, feelin' like a junkie
Friends gon' switch, always actin' funky
Aye
Made a promise to bro that we gon' make it big
Lie to me, that's a hole you gon' dig
When I am up they'll be paying me big
Chest been hurtin', I ain't talkin' cigs
Everyday know that I miss you a lot
Take all my feelings, put em' in a pot
Throw it away, I'm lettin' that shit rot
I been in charge, I'm feelin' like a cop
You up in heaven, so save me a spot
So many stories I'll tell that I got
"Love you, Mi Amor" words I never forgot
I'ma say it again, yeah, I miss you a lot
Damn
(How that shit work)
(Explain it! I don't know)
(Aye, Teo)
(Miss you a lot grandma, Abuela too I'll see you soon)
(Aye I miss y'all, imma see y'all soon, Imma do it for you, okay just wait)
(Aye listen)
(I miss y'all)
(Been on my grind I can't get in my feelins, stack tall imma touch to the celling)
B-Been on my grind I can't get in my feelins, stack tall imma touch to the celling
Miss all the times, bro I know how you feelin
Go insane, I feel like I'm bleeding
I don't know what I'm doing, don't know if I'm healing
Like so much of this pain that I'm dealing
Fuck having friends, man, they been disappearing
11/1/21 got meaning
Remember times you was cookin' our meals
Now when I eat, I don't know how to feel
Think about you, man, that shit give me chills
Go see you at the graveyard, I sit in the field
I don't know how to deal
But it's fuck it I'm keepin' it real
Tell me a secret, I'm keepin' it sealed
Gettin' big everyday, man I feel like O'Neal
We controllin' our lives, something like a controller
But I can't keep my composure
Phone call, ring, knew it was over
Said she was gone man that shit made my soul hurt
Why you had to leave, man, you know that we need you
Late night dreams, think that I see you
Bro heart drop, yeah, man, me too
Thought you would make it, nothing could defeat you
But fuck it you know I'm a man
I'ma keep workin', you know how I am
I'm finna blow and make a hundred grand
And I'm sayin' that shit cause I know that I can
Do you feel me? Do you hear me
I'm just hopin' that they do not kill me
Think the music's somethin' that'll heal me
But I won't stop missin' you dearly
Some are lovin' this shit, but I'm hatin' it
I don't care what you say, don't got say in it
Fuck the games, I don't care, I'm not playin' it
Stab in my back, pool of blood, Ima lay in it
Keep my soul, love my soul, I ain't tradin' it
Say a lot, but really, I ain't sayin' shit
When my brother had called, back on that day
Brodie I keep on replayin' it
B-Been on my grind, I can't get in my feelings
Stack tall imma touch to the celling
Miss all the times, bro, I know how you feelin
Go insane, I feel like I'm bleedin
I don't know what I'm doin', don't know if I'm healin
Like, so much of this pain that I'm dealin
Fuck having friends, man, they been disappearin
11/1/21 got meaning
Remember times you was cookin' our meals
Now when I eat, I don't know how to feel
Think about you, man, that shit give me chills
Go see you at the graveyard, I sit in the field
I don't know how to deal
But it's fuck it, I'm keepin' it real
Tell me a secret, I'm keepin' it sealed
Gettin' big everyday, man, I feel like O'Neal
Swing through emotions, feelin' like a monkey
Know that you gone but still know that I'm lucky
Addicted to music, feelin' like a junkie
Friends gon' switch, always actin' funky
Aye
Made a promise to bro that we gon' make it big
Lie to me, that's a hole you gon' dig
When I am up they'll be paying me big
Chest been hurtin', I ain't talkin' cigs
Everyday know that I miss you a lot
Take all my feelings, put em' in a pot
Throw it away, I'm lettin' that shit rot
I been in charge, I'm feelin' like a cop
You up in heaven, so save me a spot
So many stories I'll tell that I got
"Love you, Mi Amor" words I never forgot
I'ma say it again, yeah, I miss you a lot
Damn
(How that shit work)
(Explain it! I don't know)
(Aye, Teo)
(Miss you a lot grandma, Abuela too I'll see you soon)
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Writer(s): Mateo Freig
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