| I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
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| Man I been on my own, Lord, I might need some help
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| I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
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| Man, it’s been so damn long, dealing with the things I’ve felt
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| Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
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| Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain
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| I need hella bass, I need hella pain
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| You gon' wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
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| Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
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| Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain
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| I need hella bass, I need hella pain
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| You gon' wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
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| I don’t even know what to feel
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| They don’t even know what’s real
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| Dry tears with a dollar bill, I’m out tryna make a mill', oh Why you wanna take my soul? |
| I’m yelling out «hell no!»
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| I can’t even trust my friends, most of them might be foes
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| Watch these hoes when they say they wanna lie to me
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| I don’t know who’s the one that wanna plot on me
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| I stay low so my demons don’t acknowledge me When I go, I know death don’t do apologies
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| I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
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| Better been on my own, Lord, I might need some help
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| I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
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| Man, it’s been so damn long, dealing with the things I felt
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| Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
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| Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain
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| I need hella bass, I need hella pain
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| You gon' wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
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| Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
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| Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain
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| I need hella bass, I need hella pain
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| You gon' wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
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| Know when it rains, it pours
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| They wanna go to war for things that they can’t afford
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| I gotta grab the sword, preach
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| I gotta thank the lord, I gotta go record (heat)
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| I wanna be fly to soar 'cause niggas be trying' to floor me People be thinkin' that I won the lottery
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| So paranoid, I don’t know who be plotting on me
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| I don’t know what trapped the virtue
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| I’m feeling like Raichu 'cause everything shocking to me Gotta be aware of the wicked, the time will be ticking
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| Them niggas still clocking on me Lord is my witness, I handle my business
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| You niggas ain’t never ball blocking on me
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| I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
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| Better been on my own, Lord, I might need some help
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| I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
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| Man, it’s been so damn long, dealing with the things I’ve felt
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| Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
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| Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain
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| I need hella bass, I need hella pain
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| You gon' wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
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| Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
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| Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain
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| I need hella bass, I need hella pain
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| You gon' wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
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| Clout Cobain, yeah
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| Clout Cobain, yeah |