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I don't know why I'm this way
 
I don't know why I'm this way
 
Mama tell me I'm losin' my sane
 
Might as well blow out my brains, yeah
 
Brains, yeah, brains, yeah
 
 
 
Doing lines, fuck being healthy, fuck my kidneys up
 
Smoke on the wealthy, bitches pick it up
 
My face, it melting, these bitches got lives they livin' up
 
Damage you dealt me and it hurts even gettin' up
 
In mornings when life so hellish
 
Bitches say I'm selfish, I think that's tellin'
 
Bitches oversharing, I was told sharing was caring
 
But these hoes be Karen's, I'm fucked up, it's apparent
 
Sometimes wan' murder my damn parents
 
I carry burdens told my bitch not to worry
 
If I'm hurting, I wake up in a hurry, do it like Curry
 
Shoot it like DeRozan, bitch, it's 2:30
 
In tha motherfuckin' morning, what's so damn important?
 
So dreary out it be raining and storming
 
I need good leadership somebody to teach me shit
 
These bitches treatment is shit, never had a decent bitch
 
And I know you injecting, I show no respect to
 
Bitches who think that they him, never meant to
 
Disrespect you, but this is what it came to
 
Superstar, fancy cars, somedays I really hate you
 
18 years old wit' a Ferrari, bitches Bacardi
 
He 30teen, bitch, I am not sorry, uh
 
Bring tha whole army, I ain't doing no damn favors
 
For you hoes, bitch, y'all some haters, yeah
 
That's how it goes, I said to her, "See you later"
 
We was never friends just foes, I drown in my sorrows, my woes
 
I turned to a hellraiser, these hoes want my paper
 
I know you a hater, woah, sign this damn waiver, hoe
 
I see the damn vapor smoke, woah-oh
 
Givers and takers, Tyler the Creator, vapes come in flavors
 
You get addicted to the damn nicotine, hoes be sum traitors
 
I feel like Denzel, hoe, bitches be raiders
 
And I can't fuck with no fake ass bitch, I shoot lasers
 
Out my eyes, laser you like Kanye, hate my neighbors
 
I hate everybody 'round me my life got no layers, uh
 
Take care of me, take care of me, meet ya maker
 
In the elevator with people I ain't know
 
Hoes disrespectin' the waiters on our first dates
 
No, I could never date her, date her, date her
 
These hoes oats, they Quakers
 
Hide a child like he Drake, bitch, I believe in no creator
 
Hoes say, "Jesus loves you" Sorry, I'm taken, bitch
 
And hoes wanna take my shit, woah
 
That's why they hate my shit, oh
 
Bitch, come suck on this dick, come fuck on this dick
 
You a bitch, I thought you knew this, uh
 
Crash your party, hoes some players, got this bad-bad behavior
 
Stoop so low I'm 6 feet deep, I pray to nobody but Mother Nature
 
I fuck all these hoes at parties though I'm empty
 
All I feel is nothing just boredom like I'm Bateman
 
Bitches take then, drugs, I take them, uh
 
You don't want me here, you want me dead
 
Bitch, I see you, I feel your dread
 
Bitches act like they knew you, shit cuts so deep
 
It seeps through my pain and all my misery, huh
 
 
 
I don't know why I'm this way
 
I don't know why I'm this way
 
Mama tell me I'm losin' my sane
 
Might as well blow out my brains, yeah
 
Brains, yeah, brains, yeah
 
 
 
Ghostwriters I don't need 'em 'cause I ain't Drake
 
Hoes ask me how many pills that I take
 
Bitches hitting my line they wanna be mine but they not no dime
 
I been in my prime you wastin' my time you can go die
 
I could care less, fuck my parents, here lies your mom
 
She a dead bitch, here lies your dad, he a deadbeat
 
Bitches so mad, they wanna end me
 
They think they so cool, think they deadly
 
But I could shoot your ass up if I wanted to
 
And that's why I was never really loving you
 
I'm gone, bitch, humanity no more
 
Play with your heart, your body's on the floor
 
You can kiss me harder like never before, unfortunately
 
That won't change shit, my organs be
 
In your fuckin' teeth, I lay dormant, see
 
These bitches call me with that urgency, I do not pick up
 
I come down and then I get up, bitches so mad, bitch, what?
 
You on my dick, fuck off, I'ma take off, blast off
 
Mask on then mask off like I'm Future, mask off, uh
 
Pop shit like we pop pimples, I cop pistols
 
I fuck on your body, I'm not little, we stuck in the middle
 
Like Malcolm, bitches want me, too bad
 
8-ball, bitches know that I know ball, I hate y'all
 
I'll let my demons take y'all, fuck out my life and die
 
Bitch, I can barely see or breathe, I've lost my mind
 
I don't give a fuck 'bout you or me, we both can die, die
 
We both can end our fucking lives with a knife by suicide
 
I want you to be my life, we can share last names
 
Bitch, this my last day on Earth, I fade away
 
What's your take away from this situation? 'Cause I ain't okay
 
Give you all my love but you just want the drugs
 
So I call up my plug to satisfy you, sendin' you them subs
 
Them bitches want my soul I cannot fight no more so I let 'em take it
 
Hoe, I get so high I start levitating, my heartbeat elevated
 
Bitches give me anxiety and Lord I fuckin' hate it
 
Maybe one day finally I'll stop fucking saying that I'm changing
 
And actually change for my mama though I doubt it
 
Them bitches be changing up, what about it?
 
Hoes wanna make it about them, no, they can't live without it
 
Bitches mad, they always doubting, yeah, she sad, she started pouting
 
I got it in my bag bih go call a cab, shit, now she mad, yeah
 
Fuck your dad, yeah, why you sad, yeah? Why you lack, yeah?
 
Bitches mad that I get more dough than 'em
 
Bitch, you mad I'm better, no we cannot be together
 
Got your pussy so damn wetter, bust on yo' face, changin' tha weather
 
I leave her alone maybe it's fo' the better
 
My phone on DND don't text me won't text her
 
Yeah, bitch, I know better, you know better, you know better
 
Fuck off don't text me don't sext me unsend yo' messages
 
Hoes mad, they got no intelligence, blemishes
 
Why you so angry? Appendages, I saw you messaging
 
Your best friend and shit, evacuate the premises
 
Bitch, I shoot you hoes up, yeah, vestiges
 
She wanna go shoot my home up, yeah, the message is
 
To fuck off 'fore you get blown up, we some menaces, uh
 
I don't cherish shit, bitch, you not threatening
 
Uh, you mad 'bout what? Yo' sentencing?
 
Ayy, she mad 'bout shit, she wan' be credited
 
I consider her merely a specimen, but then again
 
Got her wet again, this the end again, can't be friends again
 
Don't hit me up, bitch, I don't want yo' questioning
 
Sorry asses coming back sending shit, sending me messages
 
I leave 'em all on read again, I'd be dead again
 
Bitches all in my head again I'm seein' red again
 
I don't wanna do this again, again
 
 
 
I don't know why I'm this way
 
I don't know why I'm this way
 
Mama tell me I'm losin' my sane
 
Might as well blow out my brains, yeah
 
Brains, yeah, brains, yeah

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