One Long Walk by Jas The Producer Lyrics

I miss the dead homies
I miss the summer nights
You think you know the gun
I've been on both sides
I'm tired of all the fights
I'm tryna make it right
I want the Ferris wheel and every hill in sight
I wanted suicide
I start to feel the same
I start to feel your pressure
I start to feel the pain
It's hard to self reflect and tell you that I'm sorry
I have no self respect
Cuz life ain't been the same
I want another dance, another moment wit it
I want another chance
I want another minute
I didn't know it would be my last hospital visit
I didn't know how thе world go, it's something sick and-
Carma ain't gon hit you as hard as this bullet
So make thе world a better place and shoot me to the fullest
So how's that pride taste?
Or have you still not swallowed?
I hope you loved that girl as much as you done loved that bottle