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