Makk.Black - The Hills Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Tryna' live in the hills
In the hills yeah
Laying rules yelling f*ck all beliefs
Tryna' live in the hills
In the hills yeah
Taking turns yelling f*ck how you feel
Yeah i live in the hills
Munching on my pills
Never told the freaky little missy she could chill
When I'm high yeah I'm trill (Yeah)
But they know the drill
We gon stack it till it's mill (Yeah)
Turning up the fountain we gon let the lean spill
Stacking up the bands until I'm high for real
F*cking up the check yeah just for mass appeal
And we pay the bill oh you know we ball for real
Yeah we ball for real, guess they call it it sex appeal
Tryna' live in the hills
In the hills yeah
Laying rules yelling f*ck all beliefs
Tryna' live in the hills
In the hills yeah
Taking turns yelling f*ck how you feel
Yeah i live in the hills
Got a mansion on the hills
Ten toes down so she's catching all the feels
How I'm catching all these trips tho?
Mans just died so you know the will's ill
I will never let a pussy nigga grip the steel
Naa for real
I keep it hunnid when they so surreal
The false prophets and the cattle man they so surreal
And my niggas we just stack it yeah for mass appeal
Lens tinted, moves tinted so they in their feels
I can never let a bitch know what I've got on
I can never let a dumb nigga try to run up and get a drop on
Mind on 360 so no pussy finna stunt on me
You can't relate
So I guess you gotta hate
But I'm still in the hills
Hills
In the hills yeah
Laying rules yelling f*ck all beliefs
Tryna' live in the hills
In the hills yeah
Taking turns yelling f*ck how you feel
Yeah i live in the hills