Pour Out ft. Hero sys Lyrics

(Know I need it

I need a breather, oh oh)

I'm turnin' inside out, pour up, pour out

Walk through the valley with demons, oh oh

Pour up, pour out, (ouw ouw)

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out, out, out, out

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out, out, out (mmh hmmm)

Love me for who I am, not who I could be

All you seen was dollar signs, now you feelin' cheap

Know you attracted to the lifestyle, you not into me

I had to look in your eyes, I should've noticed, yeah, yeah

You said, you said you'd always be there when I'm in need yeah

Now I don't need none

Now I don't need none

Don't let it eat you alive, don't feed that devil inside

You gotta watch for who you hang with, blind lead the blind

Take your pick, not on the same shit, we all stir the pot

Niggas know I'm top shelf cool, but I'm on a rocks

Been reminiscin, I been wishin' I could turn back the clock

I been fishin' different streams of money, kicked up on a yacht

I take drugs to cope, feel like it get me closer to God

Got my power back, remember I had ghosts on my side

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out, out, out, out

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out, out, out (pour up, pour out)(yeah, yeah)

But they don't know the pain I felt and I got deep inside

Boxing gloves it's just some demons that I gotta fight

Hop in this car, just make sure that you wear your gloves inside

They took my homie, that's the reason why we gotta slide

But we got trauma that we facin, they don't understand us

This hood candy turn a nerd right into a killer

We drinkin' cough syrup, only reason why we sicker

And we kill Malcolm soon as they wanna get in the middle

You don't wanna come between these sides (No, oh)

Cause we got mob ties (woah, woah)

Whole lotta dead bodies, homicides (woah, woah)

Gun rules and all we hear is mama cryin' on my side

Can't let them see the wheel, I'm back to back the rentals

Back to back the difference

All my opps don't even pay they rent, they stay in hospitals

Big ol' 44 up on my wrist I'm feelin' presidential

Pay my dog's bail they'll never ever have to stay in kennels

Pour up, pour out, (yeah, yeah)

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out, out, out, out

Pour up, pour out, (yeah, yeah)

Pour up, pour out

Pour up, pour out, out, out (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)