Popoff - questioning Lyrics

Lead the way Cyrus, Popsie, he's different
Got a whole lot of shit on my schedule, checkin' them off as I go, just makin' it easy
Switchin' moves I don't never control it, my conscious be sayin' you don't really need me
Gone off a pill, me and shorty ain't talkin', but she can stay gone, I don't know why she leavin'
Money pause, all that pain when you grievin', long live y'all still can't believe it
Buddy blowin' her phone up, she gettin' f*cked, bitch gettin' bust in the back of the truck
And my love on E, runnin' low on trust
F*ck pain' i don't want love or the lust
He got his revenge, he feel like he should
I shoot at your mama, you play with my blood
Need me a trip outta state, few thousand miles away, just to really be good
Washin' off blood and it mixed with the suds
I'm tryna find me a peace of mind
The balance, and my fix gettin' old
Malice, and my heart gettin' cold
They laugh at dev, he ain't catch the joke, so I burnt they ass down to the floor
Make two good plays, now I'm on the road, two guns on him think he seen a ghost
Money and drugs, it's all we know, too much be on my mind, all at one time, feel like I'm finna explode
Stuff my wood, get fried, we gone
Too high so I'ma vibe alone
Soul to mind and mind to soul
Questioning "why my heart so cold?"