Lyrics Not Well - King Iso

Yeah
Sometimes you just gotta get the shit out, man
Tired of lying to myself, they...
When they hit me with the question like

How have I been? Not well
Ducked off in my shell
Feel like everybody out there
Want me to kill myself
So I roll another hemp like, well
Loadin' up clips with my shells
Yellin' like, "Anybody out there?"
Then wonder why they did not help

So how have I been? Not well
Ducked off in my shell
Feel like everybody out there
Want me to kill myself
So I roll another hemp like, well
Loadin' up clips with my shells
Yellin' like, "Anybody out there?"
Then wonder why they did not help

So fuck it, I did myself
Took my wins and my Ls
Now that I'm Big like L
They bumpin' my shit like braille
I got the FN in my belt
Yeah, I'm defendin' my belt
They want my reign to quit, might as well
Sike, I'ma give 'em all hell

I'm talkin' big dog shit, might smell
I'm a pit, they just clip my tail
In the kennel, call the shit my cell
Call Chris and tell him, "Get my bell"
Wasn't saved by shit like hell
Ain't it rough how I spit like cells?
They were muggin' like a lick-right Rel?
'Cause I'm lookin' like I did Rob's L's

And got a bad little bitch I nail
When I'm hammered, 'cause I sit and I dwell
I live a dream, let me pinch my self
But some people get sick, I'm well
They say I rap too quick like, welp
'Cause I'm supersonic with my tales
Street-teamers hope I did not sell (why?)
'Cause I won't let 'em hit my cell (hello?)

City clickin' with niggas I kill
Hit the show, I might empty out shells
She don't bump my shit, I can tell
But she beggin' for the dick like twelve
Only Tech give a shit about Rel
Other rap niggas sittin' like, well
They want to see me in a five by seven
Or probably hangin' in a ten by twelve

So how have I been? Not well
Ducked off in my shell
Feel like everybody out there
Want me to kill myself
So I roll another hemp like, well
Loadin' up clips with my shells
Yellin' like, "Anybody out there?"
Then wonder why they did not help

So how have I been? Not well
Ducked off in my shell
Feel like everybody out there
Want me to kill myself
So I roll another hemp like, well
Loadin' up clips with my shells
Yellin' like, "Anybody out there?"
Then wonder why they did not help

Got a bitch named Kim I trail
She give me head like it's not tails
They ask how have I been? Not well
'Cause every bitch I kiss not tell
I haven't been feeling well, jumped in the wishing well
And tried to swim Mike Phelps
Bitch, I might kill a whale
Isolated as well, tried to go get some help
Bitch in reality just call me Killa Rel

Searchin' for heaven while walking right into hell
Who am I kidding? I go where the sinners dwell
I treat that bitch like the citadel
Fuck with me I black on ops, call me splinter cell
Rappers be talkin' like psychos and killers
But I'm on the turf more than NFL
They try to hinder me, someone go get Terrell
I got a feelin' that this won't be endin' well

I know they want me to forget myself
Ironic how I was toppin' charts with Dementia sales
Wasn't wanted feeling low so fuck it, I lit a L
Only had a dub sack for the hemp 'r shell
Took matters in my own hand like the pistol held
Bitches kicked me, I was down, now they kick themselves
Yeah, they talk shit but sweet like a ginger ale
And that's for every hoe could-poke-us like a witch's spell
Came in off adversity that I didn't quell

That shit for the birds like millet, hell
I hope niggas got the message like they get the mail
Was off track like a train when it gets derailed
Envy comin' from the women and the men as well
They cut your circle in half like a sickle cell
They probably want you to die like they sick of self
So I been secluded just working on my mental health
They ask me...

How have I been? Not well
Ducked off in my shell
Feel like everybody out there
Want me to kill myself
So I roll another hemp like, well
Loadin' up clips with my shells
Yellin' like, "Anybody out there?"
Then wonder why they did not help

So how have I been? Not well
Ducked off in my shell
Feel like everybody out there
Want me to kill myself
So I roll another hemp like, well
Loadin' up clips with my shells
Yellin' like, "Anybody out there?"
Then wonder why they did not help