The Remorse!

[Intro: Autumn! & Cortell]
Nigga, I was way in New York when I got that call
Like, what the fuck? I ain't never—
I ain't never went through no shit like that before
Like I ain't know how to pro—
I ain't even know how to process this shit
Bro I'm already knowin' how you feelin', bro
When I got that call, nigga, I damn near dropped to my knees, bro
I ain't even know how to process this shit, that's when everything really just stopped
Yeah, bruh, like
I don't— I don't even know, bro, it's just—
Like, I've never had no— I never had no— no loss like that
You feel me? Like, nevеr had—
That's like the biggest lost I еver took in my life, it fucked me up
Shit, but fuck it, four boys
All but through it, we get over it, remember that

[Verse]
Life of the party you the sickest, boy, I gotta admit it (Yeah, yeah)
This shit right here, man, I can't take it, swear it's hittin' me different (Yeah)
I don't really know what I would do if I was in your position
We find them niggas, I'm gon' zip 'em, put 'em out of commission
Even though you was gettin' shot at, boy, I wish I was with ya (Yeah)
Fuck Crowley PD 'cause they can't be there 'cause nobody get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know Cortelly got my back, but I still ride with that semi' (Woah)
Finna move back to Lafayette cause I been missin' my city (Woah, woah)
They can't even tell where I'm from 'cause I never mention my city
I'm 337 born and raised, they say them Crowley boys different (Yeah)
I went and got J9 tatted on me, it don't help how I'm feelin' (Yeah)
I know some niggas who steppin', they doin' all of the killings (Yeah, yeah yeah)
Pull up in stolos to your crib, we gon' hop out, then we get 'em
Don't fuck with switches, ARP to accurate when it hit 'em (Yeah, yeah yeah)
That MOS Glock 45 tucked in my side, he just chillin'
Don't play with none of these niggas, no, I'm not one of your children (Yeah, yeah yeah)
Pops just called me to say he love me, he can't lose no more children
It ain't no tellin' what he goin' through when he in his feelings (Yeah, yeah yeah)
I got a purpose on this Earth, I'm gon' make sure I fulfill it
I know before I leave this Earth, they gon' know I was the realest (Woah)
I gotta stay on ten toes, never know how life can go
I'm all on tour, on the road, but I won't be home 'cause I miss ya
My mama know I'm a solider, I fix the pain with some doja
Brand new SVR Range Rover, I'm 'bout to tear up the city (Rover)
I try so hard to find closure, but I ain't gettin' no closer
Just want it all to be over, but this ain't no passin' feelin' (Yeah, yeah yeah)
That Double R came with chauffeurs, I'm in New York right on Dover
Shawty want me to come over, you know I complete the mission (Yeah, yeah yeah)
I talk to Rondell, we closer, he help me keep my composure
He seen when you had passed over, I can't imagine that image (Yeah, yeah yeah)
Eleven a.m., I'm hungover, all I do is think about you
I need a shoulder to cry on, but I can't show y'all my feelings (Woah)
I left JFK this morning, I'm back in Louisiana
Tell Price I need a distraction, whenever I talk, he listen (Woah)
It feel so good to see mama, my sister getting a little older
She startin' to think she a woman, she got a lot of ambition
I miss when you was a baby, watchin' you become a lady
I'm going through all I can for you, so don't think you need these niggas
Always think about my lil' brother, he finally came to Texas
But we ain't see each other, we gotta fix that, my nigga

[Outro]
I try so hard to find closure, but I ain't getting no closer
Just want it all to be over, but this ain't no passin' feelin'
Eleven a.m., I'm hungover, all I do is think about you
I need a shoulder to cry on, but I can't show y'all my feelings