Suicide Letter 2
You are a stranger
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
You are a stranger
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her (not even-)
Bitch, I'm almost 21, I thought I would be famous by now
But I'm poppin' pills, and cryin' in my basement right now (well, fuck it)
I hate myself, I hate my life, I wanna end my life
And if I die today, I hope my mama know it's out of spite (out of spite)
Kept my niggas close, I used to keep this bitches closer
But these bitches broke my heart, my heart is cold just like my shoulder
All I wanted was your love, you left me standin' in the rain
It's been a year, you're still the same
You live your life without no shame
Bitch, I fuckin' hate you, and I hope you know that
I'm in a drop-top bumpin' grumpy ville, yeah, that's that throwback
And it's still free my bro PA until I get my bro back
And if I ever leave this earth, I pray I'll never come back
'Cause all these bitches fuckin' shady, everybody every baby
Had to cut the lean and pills 'cause all it did was made me lazy
Put my side chick in the back because my Glocky ridin' shorty
Pray my ex all by herself, 'cause when I see her that's a body, yeah
You are a stranger
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
I did 60 in the freeway just to get to your house
And you ain't even had no bed, we had to sleep on your couch
Can't believe you'd ever told me we'd be better as friends
'Cause I'd go to hell and back for you and do it again (do it again)
Spent three-hundred on some shoes, so I could feel like somebody
But I'm still ridin' by myself 'cause I don't fuck with nobody
And now I'm thinkin' and drinkin', you let me fall of the deep end
And now I get so fuckin' sad that me and Victor ain't fuckin' speakin'
Tables turn and bridges burn, you live your life, and you learn
I slit my wrist, and pray to God that one day you'll return
I know you're sick of me cryin', I know you're sick of me tryin'
You know I'm smilin' on the outside, but my insides is dyin'
Love is where in life it's changin', nothin' lasts, people change
You hate yourself, I hate you too, so deep inside we're the same
But if I die, I pray to God, you'll remember my name
I'm off the drugs, I'm speedin' fast, I'm tryna stay in my lane (stay in my lane)
I can't believe I ever try to write a suicide letter
It's been a year, I'm still the same, and I ain't doin' much better
But I can't help how I'm feelin', I'm tryna deal with my feelings
So all I do is get depressed, and sit and stare at the ceilin'
That's on my soul
You are a stranger
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
(Oh, my God, my life is over, what the fuck I'ma do?)
(She used to tell me that she love me, and I thought it was true)
(You know I want to kill myself, I know you don't know what to do)
(But I can't even hurt myself, 'cause I'd worry about you)
(That's what I'm talkin' about)
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
You are a stranger
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her (not even-)
Bitch, I'm almost 21, I thought I would be famous by now
But I'm poppin' pills, and cryin' in my basement right now (well, fuck it)
I hate myself, I hate my life, I wanna end my life
And if I die today, I hope my mama know it's out of spite (out of spite)
Kept my niggas close, I used to keep this bitches closer
But these bitches broke my heart, my heart is cold just like my shoulder
All I wanted was your love, you left me standin' in the rain
It's been a year, you're still the same
You live your life without no shame
Bitch, I fuckin' hate you, and I hope you know that
I'm in a drop-top bumpin' grumpy ville, yeah, that's that throwback
And it's still free my bro PA until I get my bro back
And if I ever leave this earth, I pray I'll never come back
'Cause all these bitches fuckin' shady, everybody every baby
Had to cut the lean and pills 'cause all it did was made me lazy
Put my side chick in the back because my Glocky ridin' shorty
Pray my ex all by herself, 'cause when I see her that's a body, yeah
You are a stranger
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
I did 60 in the freeway just to get to your house
And you ain't even had no bed, we had to sleep on your couch
Can't believe you'd ever told me we'd be better as friends
'Cause I'd go to hell and back for you and do it again (do it again)
Spent three-hundred on some shoes, so I could feel like somebody
But I'm still ridin' by myself 'cause I don't fuck with nobody
And now I'm thinkin' and drinkin', you let me fall of the deep end
And now I get so fuckin' sad that me and Victor ain't fuckin' speakin'
Tables turn and bridges burn, you live your life, and you learn
I slit my wrist, and pray to God that one day you'll return
I know you're sick of me cryin', I know you're sick of me tryin'
You know I'm smilin' on the outside, but my insides is dyin'
Love is where in life it's changin', nothin' lasts, people change
You hate yourself, I hate you too, so deep inside we're the same
But if I die, I pray to God, you'll remember my name
I'm off the drugs, I'm speedin' fast, I'm tryna stay in my lane (stay in my lane)
I can't believe I ever try to write a suicide letter
It's been a year, I'm still the same, and I ain't doin' much better
But I can't help how I'm feelin', I'm tryna deal with my feelings
So all I do is get depressed, and sit and stare at the ceilin'
That's on my soul
You are a stranger
She wonders why, I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
(Oh, my God, my life is over, what the fuck I'ma do?)
(She used to tell me that she love me, and I thought it was true)
(You know I want to kill myself, I know you don't know what to do)
(But I can't even hurt myself, 'cause I'd worry about you)
(That's what I'm talkin' about)
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