Lyrics Blood On The Hills - pyrex, Southside, 808 Mafia

Blood On The Hills

Shawty real on a pill
I won’t tell how I feel
Tryna drown in this syrup for real
Doc prescribing me herb and pills
Traded love for a lie, what a deal
Hundred scars on my heart tryna heal
She got all in my head, broke the seal
Standing tall, she got blood on the hills
Watch them burning my heart with no casket
Chest a void, I can’t fill it with ashes
Scared to vent I can still feel them laughing
Live in sin, Fear of God on my fabric
Scared to tell a hoe, «I love you,» to find it was all to be tragic
Dead inside got a chest full of maggots
I won’t break her she one of my habits
Shawty real on a pill
I won’t tell how I feel
Tryna drown in this syrup for real
Doc prescribing me herb and pills
Traded love for a lie, what a deal
Hundred scars on my heart tryna heal
She got all in my head, broke the seal
Standing tall, she got blood on the hills
Tried to slow dance with the devil in red bottoms just to get my soul from you
Pray to God, I’ve been rolling with shottas, they done took a soul or two
I spent all of my time with the Reaper, driving suicide with the coupe
Went to church to confess to the pastor, still had blood on my shoes
Indecisive, can’t love her for long
Take me back when I’m doing you wrong
Got an ego the size of Kong
In my head, that’s where you don’t belong
You should’ve told me demons dress like an angel
Tryna address my demons from different angles
Shawty real on a pill
I won’t tell how I feel
Tryna drown in this syrup for real
Doc prescribing me Herb and Pills
Traded love for a lie, what a deal
Hundred scars on my heart tryna heal
She got all in my head, broke the seal
Standing tall she got blood on the hills