HOME (Sped Up) NLE Choppa

[Intro]
Now that I'm gone, you tryna remodel
I used to ride for you, foot on the throttle
Now that I'm gone, your life is hollow
You ain't gon' love me tomorrow
I hope that feels, I hope that feels—

[Verse 1]
I was your pistol, you was my holster
I was your lungs, bitch you was a smoker
Took your heart, I'm your donor
You was my house but he was the owner
Rent you out, I came over
You was my drug, but now I'm sober
You be the gun, I be the soldier
When you cry, I'm your shoulder
If you die, I die too
Keep that hammer, I'm your tool
Can I float in your pool
One more time before you move?
I know I did you wrong
Can I be your coupon?
Can you save mе from my wrongs?
Never thought that you'd be gonе
No more heartfelt conversations
Was the love real? Contemplating
Reality I'm facing, aching
Took my heart, now I need a replacement
Ayy, shot, shot, shot, shots
I've been drinking a lot, tryna stop thinking
About when we was linking, when we was in sync
But now I'm sinking without you
Singing about you, stuck on love
But love don't live here no more