All Herb - Isaiah Rashad, Amindi

Pay m to feel with the funk, we all need ya

Mixin' the feel with th facts, we all her (Yeah)

Play in the dark, where you at?

It’s our secret

If I’ma die, make it big, we all hurtin'

Tell me it’s real, like the funk, we all need ya

Lay in the field, bring it down, we all herb

And if you dead, tell me somethin'

Like was it live and how you livin'?

Did you slide and did you build it?

Did you find it?

Did you rob 'em?

Did you write it?

Like on the TV, takin' off for the marathon

Oh, you greedy, catchin', I don’t embarrass, huh

You can’t see me, John Cena in camouflage

And they see me catchin' up on the megatron

And the VV, lookin' just like it

Yeah, sleep in the back 'cause you broke, it’s all perfect (Ayy)

Sleep on the cash, it was life, it’s all real (Yeah)

Laid on the floor, I was broke, it’s all worth it (Yeah)

Bally hotel, break it down, it’s all word (Word)

Laid on the floor as you drunk, we all stupid (Word)

Fuck you to sleep, it was love, it’s out there (Word)

How many days if I die?

We all losers

Lay in the streets, set a fire, it’s all kill (Yeah)

Screamin' at homes and at phones, we all hurtin' (Yeah)

Freakin' ya soul, like the pack, we all herb (Yeah)

Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya (Yeah, yeah)

Mixin' the feel with the facts, we all her (Yeah, yeah)

Play in the dark, where you at?

It’s our secret

If I’ma die, make it big, we all hurtin'

Tell me it’s real, like the funk, we all need ya

Lay in the field, bring it down, we all herb

I can call this phase «How

To Breakup With a Breakdown»

Been tryna find a way out

I’m waitin' for the catch

Maybe call you up soon

But Drake got me like, «Trust who?»

What I want and must do

They don’t always match

Runnin' for the hills when it gets rough

Truman Show, it’s feelin' like a setup

I’ma be a isolated mess

And still as good as it gets, nothin' less, when I mess up

Yeah, who on the edge has the funds?

It’s all over

Starvin' a child is a check, it’s all yours

We coulda died doin' shots, they don’t know it

Sparin' a child, goin' wild, yeah, yeah

AMG in the dark, it’s all motor

Crashin' the Jeep, it’s a fire, it’s all hers

Fuck it, it’s Rob, it’s Rashad, it’s all potion

Spillin' the drink, goin' wild, yeah

Screamin' at homes and at phones, we all hurtin'

Freakin' ya soul, like the pack, we all herb

Pay me to feel with the funk, we all need ya

Mixin' the feel with the facts, we all her

Play in the dark, where you at?

It’s our secret

If I’ma die, make it big, we all hurtin'

Tell me it’s real, like the funk, we all need ya

Lay in the field, bring it down, we all herb

Fuck it, I’ma get it off my chest though

Made a nigga perfect for his next ho

New one tryna bang me like a set

If I’m givin' ten percent, I’ma need it back tenfold

Fuck it, I’ma get it off my chest though

Made a nigga perfect for his next ho

New one tryna bang me like a set

If I’m givin' ten percent, I’ma need it back