Redhaze - Die On This Hill

She wants some nails but don't have the guap for that
Pay for her nails cause she is too hot for that
Don't disrespect me cause I am too hot for that
Sit on my stubble, I guarantee that you gon' leave with a puddle
You gon' need a mop for that
kissin' her kitten her stomach her stomach in knots for that
Beautiful soul, plus she got a lil' wap with that
Put your hands on her and you're gonna die for that
I am the truth and you know what I got for that (uh)
They plottin' on me
I find their contact and I put a block on that
Born with this drip baby you cannot shop for that
I am the realest and people look out for that
They hear the dreams and they try to put doubt in that
Bitch, I got no doubt in that
Snakes in the grass you know that I watch out for that
Realest mofucka' to walk in the room every time that I walk in a room
(That is a fact)
Tellin' her talk to her soon But I'm not gonna talk to her soon
Sippin' that yak, rollin' that grass
Dealin' with trauma, had me growin' up fast
I'm takin' my time, fuck blowin' up fast
I learn from mistakes and grow from my past
I'll d-d-d-die on this hill
True to myself I ain't sellin' my soul, I ain't signin' no deal
Cause I am too real, trauma bonded with a demon
Bitch, I was dyin' for real, but I had to deal
Drownin' in liquor consumed by addictions I'm fighting for real
But I had the will to make this shit stop to get to the top
I'll die on this hill
Spendin' some money, I'm gettin' my credit up
Makin' that money, the second I'm gettin' up
Invest in the music, my future, I'm settin' up
Mil to my parents, when I get my cheddar up
(Uh Yeah)
Nothin' but truth in that
Stood by myself I am not one who's new to that
(Uh yeah)
I got abused for that, step on my toes and I'll doo-doo-doo-doo that
Heart and my soul is the reason I do this
I lived in the cold, that's the reason I'm ruthless
Know I'm gonna blow, you can hear in my music
I know I have been low
Bitch, but I'm up now
Couple year span I ain't felt a lot of love now
I've been betrayed it ain't easy to trust now
Still, you really
Y-Y-You really cannot fuck with me
If you want smoke, then I'm keepin' that Dutch with me
I must cope keep a crutch with me
Seein' my homie dead, that really stuck with me
Up late at night, and I am all alone but the PTSD and liquor keep me company
Been up in therapy, still the demons from my past they will come for me
They know I'm hungry
They wanna stop me, try to ride on this wave, but the water too choppy
And you're gettin' bodied
I'm by myself, and I am gettin' crossed
I cope with the dope, that's a trauma response
Now I'm feelin' off
Know that it's awful
I'm dealing with thoughts that are borderline hostile
I don't give a fuck if you hatin' on me
I'll die on this hill with my heart on my sleeve
I'll d-d-d-die on this hill
True to myself I ain't sellin' my soul, I ain't signin' no deal
Cause I am too real, trauma bonded with a demon
Bitch, I was dyin' for real, but I had to deal
Drownin' in liquor consumed by addictions I'm fighting for real
But I had the will to make this shit stop to get to the top
I'll die on this hill

Written by:
James Meikle

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