Doby jake downham - Bro lyrics

Gone I Dount want to get used to this feeling Shot tin bud , drug dealing Needin the money so your stealing When I'm out my eyes are peeling I'm enclosed in this room with no ceiling I feel like I. Gonna stop breathing I'm self needing , I feel sick to the stomach so I'm heavin I just need something to believe in You choose when you come and when you go Drop to the beat iv lost flow ,what else am I men a show I'm not sure But my feelings are low with my actions in slow mo I know I can rely on my bro If I need any info Loyalty is sumin good to show