Yeah
Hahaha
Look

Started from a half a kilo
Now I'm talkin' millions over cappuccino (sheesh)
Feel like Carlito tryna reload
Rap Pacino, no ego
I'm real dope, you a whole placebo
I've been countin' new money in the old Camino
Mendocino bud, diamonds Pellegrino
She know, I walk in they call me El Padrino, primo
Doin' numbers, I ain't a newcomer
The hunger enters from cold winters and cruel summers
Huh, I get so high, I think my ears pop
Ran out of teardrops
That's when the fear stop
'Cause in my life I died a million deaths
I think I'm still dealin' with the ill effects

Show me where you're hurtin' (can you feel it yet?)
Let me use my hand to heal (wanna know, uh?)
Tell me where you're fallin' (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
I can come and get you out (wanna know, uh?)

Every day I see an RIP post (damn)
I think I'm startin' to see ghosts (boo)
Swallow pride and put aside my ego
I prayed until my knees broke (Lord)
And gave out too much free smoke
I ain't even reload
Play the game without a cheat code
Like I was Nino
She tip-toein' in Rick Owens (wow)
Up to the fifth floor like, "Where is this bitch goin'?" (Bruh)
Bruh, man (man), I'm never heroic
You got to free throw it (swish)
I had to be stoic
You ain't born with it, they gotta bestow it
Wait, sometimes I wonder why I keep goin' (hey)
Best friend got deported back to Marrakech
These days I could say that I'm my biggest threat

Show me where you're hurtin' (can you feel it yet?)
Let me use my hand to heal (can you fuckin' feel it? Haha)
Tell me where you're fallin' (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
I can come and get you out (yeah)

"I feel this shit
Goddamn, woo
Yeah, I could feel that, hahaha
I really, I really could feel that
Ooh, goddamn
The fuck?"

Show me where you're hurtin'
Let me use my hand to heal
Tell me where you're fallin'
I can come and get you out

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Ahmad Balshe, David Plakon, Faris Al-Majed, John Ramos, Kevin Cossom, Peter Baldwin, Richard Munoz