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snowfall pt.2 - kyle richh lyrics

the f*ck? why am i getting these feelings again
i dont feel like myself, everybody is scared for my health
(i don’t wanna die) evil retention, i see through it all
told bro i don’t want you to crash out
like, heart broke when i got that call

fu*f*ck the pain, i might throw it away
i know only the real can relate to this
i cannot go a disgrace, i’m on my doley i’m needin’ my sp*ce
(b*tch!)
fu*f*ck everybody, i’m moving accordingly
why is you wasting my timе?
like, she want love, but thе money mean more to me

i see what you want, see, you better stop callin’ me
get to the top, they tryna shorten me
murder on my mind, so i can’t give a f*ck
and i’m one of the biggest so you cannot [?] me
like*like, fighting my demons, i feel like they stalkin’ me
he a [?] ran outta luck
he tried to shoot, now he all in my blunt
like when i walk in the spot, they recording me
he not crazy, that sh*t is a stunt
fanned out, he be low*key supporting me
like i got on dior, they adorin’ me
sv pick up the pace, so the d’s get up off of me
and i’m stacking my bread, louie v, how i’m steppin’
put pain, all in my blunt, with a beam, i get lucky
still throwin’ like seven, grah!

of*off a bean now he eppin’
might die for tha sh*t that i’m reppin’
4100, n0body but us
we gon’ get through the storm if you trust
pour a 4 then we fallin’ together
you my brother, i’m watchin’ ya back
we goin’ up, and everything better
but i can’t help that i’m feelin’ detatched

ain’t no benz, i be off of the walls
like, i been feeling withdrawals
don’t know what’s real or what’s fake
i can see through it all!
that boy tryna push up, get hit with tha k
it depend how i’m feeling today
you don’t know how we steppin, then get off this d*ck
like, and this pain you can see in my face, grah
what you know about goin’ to sleep n then eating?
i put food on they plate and i ain’t even eatin’
what you know about f*ckin’ sleepin’ in the v?
what you know about survivin’ off the ebt?
i remember that b*tch who had left me to die
and she tried to spin back, i told her it’s too late
i might die from these drugs, i’m acceptin’ my fate
it’s alot on my mind, it’s alot on my plate

it’s alot on my plate so i’m sharin’ my food
like, so much doopties, don’t know who to choose
like i swear, i just love when they pretty and rude
when i get off the deucey, i be in my mood
i used to have deucey when i was in school
i was lookin’ for class, the deucey in my shoe
and i got the deucey right now in this booth
if a n*gga try runnin’ n sh*t, imma shoot!

like, i swear, only the real can relate
and i smile every time i look into her face
when they say that they love me, all i feel is hate
n*ggas tryna stop me, i’m tryna be great
like we almost sent some n*ggas to the gates
i remember i could’ve got sent to them gates
and when i make it back home i pray
like we losing our hope, but you gotta have faith
d*mn, d*mn..

- kyle richh lyrics

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