Hell / Heroina

By Kevin Abstract

On MTV1987

Released on July 14, 2014

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[Part I: Hell]


[Verse 1]

I died in the past, I live in the present

I brag bout the future, I'ma die any second

I copped me some weapons, I keep em in the trunk

She keep that nina on her, she ain't afraid to jump

I'ma move to London, my grandma stay there

I stare to the sky, grandma Kay there

Go back to Corpus, my momma pray there

Six, five, four, one

Goals done? Not at all

Standing still, I feel the fall coming

Staring in the mirror, tell myself that I don’t mean nothing

My vision blurry as ever, my wrist is bloody as ever

3 A.M., still in the apartment's parking lot

My sister go to work in two hours, I go to school in three

I still ride the school bus, still ain't got no state ID

Pity for me? Nah, nigga not at all

Tuition fees? Nigga please, finna be Bieber in the fall, motherfucker


[Bridge]

Better protect your head boy, better watch what you said boy

Before you end up dead boy, is what a wise man once said boy


[Verse 2]

Fuck 12, fuck 12, nigga

Rolling up until I feel different

Run through thots until my feelings missing

You moving weight from your momma's kitchen

Ain't shit change, got no range though

Still the same nigga, different area code

Keep the same circle everywhere I go

If shit gon' pop off, you know how it go

Nigga, you know how it go


[Part II: Heroina]


[Intro]

Feel it in my bones

Creeping, creeping, creeping

Fellas still not home, I won't leave him, leave him, leave him

Feel it in my bones

Creeping, creeping, creeping

Fellas still not home, I won't leave him, leave him, leave him

Feel it in my bones

Creeping, creeping, creeping

Fellas still not home, won't leave him, leave him, leave him


[Pre-Chorus]

I been, I been

So polite

I been, I been

So polite

Drugs been, drugs been

So polite

I been, I been

So polite


[Chorus]

When I die tomorrow, call my momma

At the funeral, no drama

Don't bring no tools, don't bring no heroína

When I die tomorrow, call my momma

At the funeral, no drama

Don't bring no tools, don't bring no heroína


[Verse]

My girl tells me that this shit is death

To me it feels it is all I got left

It heals my feels deep down, I don't feel wrong

Except for when I see the demon bleeding in the mirror for too long

See him, need him, write my wrongs

Treat him, leave him, like his mom

Pain here, right here, in my bones

Keep me on my toes for now

Catch me at the church in the morning in a casket

And I don't mind if I die

But I don't do it, who gon' do it?

You gon' do it, fuck that, I'ma let these drugs do it

And I'm too scared of suicide, I'm too scared of suicide

I'ma let this H just take my life, I'm yelling


[Chorus]

When I die tomorrow, call my momma

At the funeral, no drama

Don't bring no tools, don't bring no heroína

And when I die tomorrow, call my momma

At the funeral, no drama

Don't bring no tools, don't bring no heroína


[Outro]

Don't bring no heroína round here, boy

Don't bring no heroína round here, boy

Don't bring no heroína round here, boy

(Don't bring no heroína)

When I die tomorrow, please no drama

Let me die in peace