Decay - Intellectual

[Intro: midwxst]

One, two, three, go

I see your name pop in my phone

Heal my heart but it's hard, I know

No one there for me at my lows

Tryna change, but it's hard to show

Decay, decay, I feel like I'm Exo

Blow up my phone, won't respond to your texts though

If you want smoke then we come for your neck, bro

Shots gonna spray, shoot him right in his temple

I shoot him down, we gon' hit him with a hundred rounds, uh

You better check in with me if you come in my town, huh

Put my fucking feelings into every single song, yeah

Can't just fucking fold, I cannot let my niggas down, no

Feel like Eric, we gonna pronounce him DOA

Tired of these feelings, but I cannot even escape

Think I need a break, I might just take me a vacay'

Get out of my head, I need to get out, it's too late

Nothing feels the same

Yeah, these snakes tryna find a way to get away

Walk in the function and it's turnt up

Ayy, pussy talk tough in DMs, he won't hurt us

Bitch, I'm bussin' out the coupe, tell 'em, "Get back"

Don't think I can lose, yeah, that's a big fact

Ayy, looking for something, ayy, crash, then I jump in

Me and Edgar hanging out the window, we get to dumping

Hey, don't think you can save me, fucking going crazy

Call me to check up and tell you how I'm feeling lately

Empty, exhausted, lost, and I'm nauseous

Off of the drank, in the back and I'm noddin'

I see your name pop in my phone

Heal my heart but it's hard, I know

No one there for me at my lows

Tryna change, but it's hard to show