Sick of feelin' like shit, tryna figure out
Why when I drive around every one staring now
Rate myself like I'ma tweaker I don't f*ck around nah
(The f*ck are you saying bro? what the f*ck)
Remembered when I was sixteen I would beat my dick 'til I thought I was bleeding Internally
My "friends" hit me up so I blew em off quick I hate fake friends, I'm not with that
F*ck them, kill them, evil little bastard
See I'm probably laughing schizophrenic, in my room it's why I yell at nothin', at nothin'
I like to keep to myself and ignore all you clowns I'm not the best, shit
I'm not even good at it...
How does he keep making music this bad, woah
He uses autotune he must be insecure, woah
My mom will probably hear this and give me a call, woah
I'm a sober kid everyone, swears I'm tweaking though
I just spazz, deadbeat loser no, not ashamed though
Step into my room I keep the beats really loud, woah
It keeps me sane while I'm drunk pissin' myself
If Joey hears this he probably won't f*ck with it, no
It's okay I still do this for myself, never improving guess I'll keep laughing out loud
I can't write a verse, hook, chorus I'm really lacking, ouch
No autotune just how I'm feelin' right now, right now
See I had a bad day, punch myself in the face then hit record back at my f*ckin place
Yeah, yeah blah, blah
As long the beats hard, you'll listen to this, jumped off a bridge landed two deep in the Mist
Superhuman with a mask see my eyes turning black
Seein' people I think I once knew but I don't recognize 'em
It's hard, when I killed myself now everyone: I hate... yeah I hate everyone
Somebody said if I do it they could do it too, that's not true
I'm not good at this music shit, still I do what I do
If I'm a rapper, then I'm the worst rapper out right now wasting your time wow
I don't stress, watching My Suicide on Netflix
Peep the context otherwise you'll be confused about every word I say in every f*cking Song
And to everyone that sayin' I f*ck with them, I'll help you f*cking drown
I don't like when people are around, I'm broken on the inside so I don't know how to act Out
You can keep talking shit I don't give a f*ck now, drinking poison she asked how I'm Feeling now
Well baby I'm dying but, that's not what this song was about... (Nah, not at all)
F*ck
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
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Sick of feelin' like shit, tryna figure out
Why when I drive around every one staring now
Rate myself like I'ma tweaker I don't f*ck around nah
(The f*ck are you saying bro? what the f*ck)
Remembered when I was sixteen I would beat my dick 'til I thought I was bleeding Internally
My "friends" hit me up so I blew em off quick I hate fake friends, I'm not with that
F*ck them, kill them, evil little bastard
See I'm probably laughing schizophrenic, in my room it's why I yell at nothin', at nothin'
I like to keep to myself and ignore all you clowns I'm not the best, shit
I'm not even good at it...
How does he keep making music this bad, woah
He uses autotune he must be insecure, woah
My mom will probably hear this and give me a call, woah
I'm a sober kid everyone, swears I'm tweaking though
I just spazz, deadbeat loser no, not ashamed though
Step into my room I keep the beats really loud, woah
It keeps me sane while I'm drunk pissin' myself
If Joey hears this he probably won't f*ck with it, no
It's okay I still do this for myself, never improving guess I'll keep laughing out loud
I can't write a verse, hook, chorus I'm really lacking, ouch
No autotune just how I'm feelin' right now, right now
See I had a bad day, punch myself in the face then hit record back at my f*ckin place
Yeah, yeah blah, blah
As long the beats hard, you'll listen to this, jumped off a bridge landed two deep in the Mist
Superhuman with a mask see my eyes turning black
Seein' people I think I once knew but I don't recognize 'em
It's hard, when I killed myself now everyone: I hate... yeah I hate everyone
Somebody said if I do it they could do it too, that's not true
I'm not good at this music shit, still I do what I do
If I'm a rapper, then I'm the worst rapper out right now wasting your time wow
I don't stress, watching My Suicide on Netflix
Peep the context otherwise you'll be confused about every word I say in every f*cking Song
And to everyone that sayin' I f*ck with them, I'll help you f*cking drown
I don't like when people are around, I'm broken on the inside so I don't know how to act Out
You can keep talking shit I don't give a f*ck now, drinking poison she asked how I'm Feeling now
Well baby I'm dying but, that's not what this song was about... (Nah, not at all)
F*ck
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Why when I drive around every one staring now
Rate myself like I'ma tweaker I don't f*ck around nah
(The f*ck are you saying bro? what the f*ck)
Remembered when I was sixteen I would beat my dick 'til I thought I was bleeding Internally
My "friends" hit me up so I blew em off quick I hate fake friends, I'm not with that
F*ck them, kill them, evil little bastard
See I'm probably laughing schizophrenic, in my room it's why I yell at nothin', at nothin'
I like to keep to myself and ignore all you clowns I'm not the best, shit
I'm not even good at it...
How does he keep making music this bad, woah
He uses autotune he must be insecure, woah
My mom will probably hear this and give me a call, woah
I'm a sober kid everyone, swears I'm tweaking though
I just spazz, deadbeat loser no, not ashamed though
Step into my room I keep the beats really loud, woah
It keeps me sane while I'm drunk pissin' myself
If Joey hears this he probably won't f*ck with it, no
It's okay I still do this for myself, never improving guess I'll keep laughing out loud
I can't write a verse, hook, chorus I'm really lacking, ouch
No autotune just how I'm feelin' right now, right now
See I had a bad day, punch myself in the face then hit record back at my f*ckin place
Yeah, yeah blah, blah
As long the beats hard, you'll listen to this, jumped off a bridge landed two deep in the Mist
Superhuman with a mask see my eyes turning black
Seein' people I think I once knew but I don't recognize 'em
It's hard, when I killed myself now everyone: I hate... yeah I hate everyone
Somebody said if I do it they could do it too, that's not true
I'm not good at this music shit, still I do what I do
If I'm a rapper, then I'm the worst rapper out right now wasting your time wow
I don't stress, watching My Suicide on Netflix
Peep the context otherwise you'll be confused about every word I say in every f*cking Song
And to everyone that sayin' I f*ck with them, I'll help you f*cking drown
I don't like when people are around, I'm broken on the inside so I don't know how to act Out
You can keep talking shit I don't give a f*ck now, drinking poison she asked how I'm Feeling now
Well baby I'm dying but, that's not what this song was about... (Nah, not at all)
F*ck
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Writer: Dillon Cooper
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid