Hell Songtext
von Noah

I′m not even here no more
I can't make it clear no more
Caught up in the fear no more
Tryna make another year no no no

I′m not even here no more
I can't make it clear no more
Caught up in the fear no more
Tryna make another year no no no


Did it all come crashing down
Who been laughing now
Think I really need my daddy now
What his face like what the case like
To leave ya son bad & down
I been having dreams of my seeds not having things
Wouldn't that just ring a bell at the brink of hell
I used to feel like I′d sink or sell
I used to hate myself
Pissed off cause I couldn′t just create myself
Pissed off, cause missed all day at the stu cause of this job
Real niggas woulda switched up
Hit the stage just to get love
Cause a field of friendlys
Been feeling empty
How's it feel with a million bills
Is worth like a million enemies
I wanna kill the envy
I been feeling plenty
Too skilled for you to still resent me

But at the end of the day I might end it
I′m slighting my friendships
I'm sliding on women to feel like I′m manly
This can't be the end all the be all
I′m posed to be posed like a hero
For me & my people
My b roll outclassing a listers
I want all they listeners
I want all they sisters to feel like they brothers is bitches
At the end of my wits
Palming my head, losing my grip and
I'm drifting it's clear yo

I′m not even here no more
I can′t make it clear no more
Caught up in the fear no more
Tryna make another year no no no


I'm not even here no more
I can′t make it clear no more
Caught up in the fear no more
Tryna make another year no no no

I been patient enough
Been facing enough
Get high as expectations
They placing in us

I mean you clip a nigga wings
Watch him struggle
I got to bubble, I'm outta pocket
I′m not for huddles
Im outta options, I'm not as popping
Sitting alone
My mama hot cause I′m not visiting home
It got like giving attention is giving a loan
Meet some women living grown
& give em a moan
& when I'm hitting they phone
It's always drift in they tone
Text encrypted with some shit that only bitches condone
But that′s a different song

These crackers whore us
Adore us for the chorus
I′m the man of your allures
Till I'm performing shakurs
I′m more than streaming
I blew a bag while y'all was blowing steam′n
I'm over dreaming, living lucid till I lose grip
Till it′s lucrative, till the Emmetts is the rarity
The Gweneths needs the charity
I'm power tripping, pissed that all you niggas share this air with me
You gotta bare with me

I been patient enough
Been facing enough
High as expectations
They placing in us

So why you give a nigga hope
& why you give a nigga dope
You must've did that nigga folks
I mean you cold
Venom in yo approach
I′m hoping that this emotion I′m living with I could cope
I'm old
Seen 80 in 24
Blessing & a curse i ain′t pressed to see 20 more
A pessimist in polo, remember robbing for logos
Rob was in the picture now I stop & watch his photos
Army we was stroll the world shoulder shoulder
Nothing changed tho I'm the only soldier growing older
I′m over little shit, reflecting on ya life & get a little lit
& death to any nigga that belittle it

corona sipping born so gifted
Just not wrapped too well
All that mud you drift in don't diminish
You a black jewel
Acting up in classes think you need a different lesson
Death of brethren