Trevmas, ​heroinsick, midwxst - REASON lyrics

Don't understand what you want from me
It's toxic, but I'm in love with the company
Make it make sense, heart on the defense
Fine, okay, leave then
Tell me that I'm the reason

Crash the whip like Bandicoot
I got a band or two
And he think that he funny
I'll show him just what this hammer do
Control Z, can't undo, Oxy change the mood
I don't give a fuck just like I'm prude
Think I'm losing some screws
Take his face right off the Earth
Glock over-exert
Mode switch to triple burst
I'm doing my worst he keep talking
Leave some blood up on his shirt
Make it hurt, face down, in the dirt
She say I'm a burden, can't get a word in
My body purging, hit the gas, shit
I'm swerving
These ain't drugs sweats, I'm just nervous
Heard he chirping, bullets got a purpose

Don't understand what you want from me
It's toxic, but I'm in love with the company
Make it make sense, heart on the defense
Fine, okay, leave then
Tell me that I'm the reason
Don't understand what you want from me
It's toxic, but I'm in love with the company
Couple rounds up in his body, now he done
Fell in love, sweatshirt, messy bun

Put a hundred round right in his body
Now he done put him in the sky
We gon' send him to the sun
Yeah, you know I'm from the south
So I'ma keep that fucking gun
Yeah, this bitch keep playing all
My songs, like shawty, you the one
(World On Lockdown) i'm like, "Sike
I don't give a fuck about no bitch"
Bitch, I'm taking hella meds
'cause I'm feeling hella sick
Bitch, you know I'm posted up
Right with my team, yeah, with my clique
Yeah, you know we stay strapped up
With a massive fucking Glick
Posted up with Trev and we pouring
Activis all in our bev'
Pussy wanna fight, hit him with a right
Hit him with a left looks like he got a vest
Bitch, we pull up
Put that shit right to the test
Come and drop your fucking addy
My shooters gon' do the rest

Don't understand what you want from me
It's toxic, but I'm in love with the company
Make it make sense, heart on the defense
Fine, okay, leave then
Tell me that I'm the reason

Medics checked his pulse and they
Saying he not breathing
You telling me your lies
Why the fuck would I believe 'em?
When I hop up on the mic
I speak them facts like I'm preaching
And he a student, he
Ain't learned his lesson, i'ma teach him
I walk a long road
You know I walk that shit by myself
I tuck away all my emotions
Put them up on a shelf
I don't want talk about it, 'cause when I do
It never helps
Never talk about the moves I'm making
Keep to myself go outside, I never do it
Oh, you down bad, well, you'll get through it
You talk shit 'bout me then we shooting
Half of the time don't know what I'm doing
Boy, you gon' talk and never prove it

I told myself that I'll get through it
But I don't know if I'll even do it