Текст песни Hollow-Points - Young Hachi

Been had depression I feel like a monster
Always got bullets on me so I never feel like I am left without options
I'm still getting stoned
I'm still seeing niggas get hit in the dome
They wasn't my blood but got turned into bones
I done came in this wrong
So lemme just mark up the phone call the fam they telling me shit going left so hang low
I'm starting this off with a bang
So much shit really done happened like damn
Ain't here for y'all niggas I'm here for a blessing
They ain't like my rapping I learned me a lesson
I don't care where I go want my niggas in heaven
I'm taking the blame
Taking my shots I don't care about fame
I became my own boss give y'all nightmares like Crane
I'm filling my cup with my thoughts and my pain
I'm filling this pot with some drugs go insane
I load up this glock but it's for my own brain
I'm taking this personal know what you say
They told me stop rapping
Some said I'm trash and some asked me what happened
I took all that shit now I'm back for the culture
My gun is my mic and I don't me a holster
Somebody stop me I'm out of control
Descendent of HOV
I got put in the spot and a nigga done froze
I been at the bottom but that was my low
I dreamed about stardom but that's how life goes
Used to dream of the feds coming through they front door
Mane that was a nightmare I had before christmas
I'm sick of the niggas that always be dissing
You ain't doing shit and the shots you took missing
Them niggas is feds that's the people they calling
I can tell that they calling cuz niggas is stalling
They be doing the drugs that my niggas be hauling

I run with the hollow points
I write to the smoke get another joint
Fuck grass it's the music I harvest
Fuck yo opinion it's useless that's honest
Father went playboi like my name is onyx
I think I've ascended I'm still new to all this
I'm still new to all this
I'm still new to all this
I run with the hollow points
I write to the smoke get another joint
Fuck grass it's the music I harvest
Fuck yo opinion it's useless that's honest

Thought she was an angel she missing her halo she making me fall
That shit felt like magic I'm touching new grounds like it's Wizard of Oz
I'm still in the count I ain't talking bout numbers I'm talking bout bars
I make a mistake and these niggas start hating I wave from afar
I'll stay full of fear my niggas ain't dead
I live for these tears I never can rest
If i could I would bet on myself
The way that I move make them question they selves
The rhythm and blues make me split em in two
Got a crew getting money do good for themself
They shooting at niggas that's average
That mean in the night I can't rest
Selling drugs gotta look in the matress
That's why all my niggas got beds
I look back when a nigga ain't have shit
Got kicked out mane we barely got fed
When I start making money I'm active
Can't go back to that bullshit again
I ran I'm running I'm reaching the end
I land I'm coming I aim for your men
You fan or something you always amend
You stay talking bout me a nigga on ten
Nigga you stay jealous I know I made it
Way that I move means it always be raining
He said that I'm smooth said I'm ill like a patient
I go in the booth and I leave with a flagrant
Go in and shoot put his head on the pavement
Don't need to loot got the shit that he came with
Get out the tool pussy nigga be hating
Run with the opps they not killers they faking
They not killers they faking
The angels get shot all this war got me thinkin'
Who in the right I chose Love as my savior, yeah