Mania
I don't think anybody would choose
I don't think anybody would choose to live like this
It's hard
It's crazy not knowing not what your fucking mind does
It's fucking wack
I hate it
But it's a part of me (It's apart of me)
Empty bottles
I've been fucking models
But woah the fucking motto
Drake in my head
Drank in my hand
And I might be a rockstar (I might be a rockstar)
I feel really empty (I feel really empty)
These niggas haunt me (These niggas haunt me)
They ain't really wit me (They ain't really wit me)
And I might be a rockstar (I might be a rockstar)
They ain't really wit me (They ain't really wit me)
Drugs is my hand now (Drugs in my hand)
Lord, please forgive me
Forgive me
Dark, emptiness oh
Baby, you should get some
I'm really sad but you can be my victim
I don't really want you
But you already knew that
Don't come around with that sneak diss attack
I really got heart
Do you really need some?
You could be my next victim
Bleeding out heavy
Baby, you should know me
I wear my heart on my fucking sleeve
Purple smoke fill my lungs
Slit my wrist my and not my tongue
Baby, you should know one
I can't trust no one
I don't think anybody would choose to live like this
It's hard
It's crazy not knowing not what your fucking mind does
It's fucking wack
I hate it
But it's a part of me (It's apart of me)
Empty bottles
I've been fucking models
But woah the fucking motto
Drake in my head
Drank in my hand
And I might be a rockstar (I might be a rockstar)
I feel really empty (I feel really empty)
These niggas haunt me (These niggas haunt me)
They ain't really wit me (They ain't really wit me)
And I might be a rockstar (I might be a rockstar)
They ain't really wit me (They ain't really wit me)
Drugs is my hand now (Drugs in my hand)
Lord, please forgive me
Forgive me
Dark, emptiness oh
Baby, you should get some
I'm really sad but you can be my victim
I don't really want you
But you already knew that
Don't come around with that sneak diss attack
I really got heart
Do you really need some?
You could be my next victim
Bleeding out heavy
Baby, you should know me
I wear my heart on my fucking sleeve
Purple smoke fill my lungs
Slit my wrist my and not my tongue
Baby, you should know one
I can't trust no one
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Writer(s): Deonna Causey
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