All of my hate.
Some fucked up shit
This is some fucked up shit
I tried to be perfect turn out a rejected
I tried to be great, seems I'm not what they expected
All of my hate, I feel only the hate
Show me the gate so I can accept my fate
I am so late, lord I turned 28
Hope all these drugs help me carry the weight
All of this hate, all I feel is the pain
Here we go sadness striking again...
Money in my pockets I got it I'm rich
Ironic, that happiness is the only thing that I fucking wish
Meet my watch, meet my coupe, check out the fucking the view
Just went to shopping man and I'm spending my blues
Even tho the money, I just feel so incomplete
Wishing that I could be bury in the ground 6 feet deep, meh
It's raining outside, I'm might just pop a pill
8 in the fucking morning and I'm the highest still
Lately I've been feeling like Jimmy Mcgil
Bitch, I just gotta chill, I just gotta spit cause I got the skill
A moment of peace while I scream all my fears
Thinking bout' why you couldn't be sincere
At least I got my music then I feel fulfill
And I got my drugs all my weed and my pills
I tried to be perfect turn out a rejected
I tried to be great, seems I'm not what they expected
All of my hate, I feel only the hate
Show me the gate so I can accept my fate
I am so late, lord I turned 28
Hope all these drugs help me carry the weight
All of this hate, all I feel is the pain
Here we go sadness striking again
All of these toxic things that I abuse
I swear to god, it is not just an excuse
All of the bitches I know that I used
I'm sorry I didn't tell you at first all the truth
Now all I do is get high and produce
I do it on my own, I don't need all of your troops
It's late night I'm staring the sky and the moon
I probably won't be around very soon
I know I'm not worth it, I'm a mess and I must confess
I feel all repressed, god I feel all depressed
I guess when I think bout' success I get stress
My momma always tells me that I'm so blessed
I hate all the crowds, all the sound It's so loud
Momma I just hope that one day you'll be proud...
Some fucked up shit
This is some fucked up shit
I tried to be perfect turn out a rejected
I tried to be great, seems I'm not what they expected
All of my hate, I feel only the hate
Show me the gate so I can accept my fate
I am so late, lord I turned 28
Hope all these drugs help me carry the weight
All of this hate, all I feel is the pain
Here we go sadness striking again
This is some fucked up shit
I tried to be perfect turn out a rejected
I tried to be great, seems I'm not what they expected
All of my hate, I feel only the hate
Show me the gate so I can accept my fate
I am so late, lord I turned 28
Hope all these drugs help me carry the weight
All of this hate, all I feel is the pain
Here we go sadness striking again...
Money in my pockets I got it I'm rich
Ironic, that happiness is the only thing that I fucking wish
Meet my watch, meet my coupe, check out the fucking the view
Just went to shopping man and I'm spending my blues
Even tho the money, I just feel so incomplete
Wishing that I could be bury in the ground 6 feet deep, meh
It's raining outside, I'm might just pop a pill
8 in the fucking morning and I'm the highest still
Lately I've been feeling like Jimmy Mcgil
Bitch, I just gotta chill, I just gotta spit cause I got the skill
A moment of peace while I scream all my fears
Thinking bout' why you couldn't be sincere
At least I got my music then I feel fulfill
And I got my drugs all my weed and my pills
I tried to be perfect turn out a rejected
I tried to be great, seems I'm not what they expected
All of my hate, I feel only the hate
Show me the gate so I can accept my fate
I am so late, lord I turned 28
Hope all these drugs help me carry the weight
All of this hate, all I feel is the pain
Here we go sadness striking again
All of these toxic things that I abuse
I swear to god, it is not just an excuse
All of the bitches I know that I used
I'm sorry I didn't tell you at first all the truth
Now all I do is get high and produce
I do it on my own, I don't need all of your troops
It's late night I'm staring the sky and the moon
I probably won't be around very soon
I know I'm not worth it, I'm a mess and I must confess
I feel all repressed, god I feel all depressed
I guess when I think bout' success I get stress
My momma always tells me that I'm so blessed
I hate all the crowds, all the sound It's so loud
Momma I just hope that one day you'll be proud...
Some fucked up shit
This is some fucked up shit
I tried to be perfect turn out a rejected
I tried to be great, seems I'm not what they expected
All of my hate, I feel only the hate
Show me the gate so I can accept my fate
I am so late, lord I turned 28
Hope all these drugs help me carry the weight
All of this hate, all I feel is the pain
Here we go sadness striking again
Credits
Writer(s): Jose Luis Vazquez
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