The World is My Diary
I hear beeps in my brain, it go
Trying hard to maintain, hearing
Think I'm gonna go insane when I hear
I'm not lying, I'm really sayin'
I don't know how to feel
I don't know how to chill
I don't know what's the deal
Like, is this for real?
Am I the only one?
I could've grabbed that gun
But I gotta go number one
So I gotta take a ton
He followed me to the train, heart went
Walkin' down that dark lane, heart said
Told him thoughts that I claim, my heart goes
I'm telling you my hearts sayin'
I just wanted love
Ended up with lust
Almost twenty-one
Feelin' twenty-dumb
Felt like givin' up
Start to feel the rush
But I gotta go number one
So I gotta take a ton
Car pulled up right beside me
Open that door, saw it was full of seats
I just wanted a ride, please
I'm in hollywood, be quiet please
I put my self in harm
So I gotta get another arm
The one with the fire in 'em
That'll set yo' ass up, no alarm
That'll shut yo' ass up, disarm
That'll show you not to fuck with the form
It don't matter if I'm good with the charm
I'm a girl, but I'm still just a boss (Go to work)
I swear
And now I walk down on a hoe
And I'm walkin' right down, oh my god
I'ma keep walkin, can not go gone
I done walked out way too far, from home
I done tapped in to all of me, I'm in my zone
So if I gotta go out into it, alone
I'm a do it, let's do it, bitch, bring it, I'm grown
I'ma handle this shit, make it up on my own
Trying hard to maintain, hearing
Think I'm gonna go insane when I hear
I'm not lying, I'm really sayin'
I don't know how to feel
I don't know how to chill
I don't know what's the deal
Like, is this for real?
Am I the only one?
I could've grabbed that gun
But I gotta go number one
So I gotta take a ton
He followed me to the train, heart went
Walkin' down that dark lane, heart said
Told him thoughts that I claim, my heart goes
I'm telling you my hearts sayin'
I just wanted love
Ended up with lust
Almost twenty-one
Feelin' twenty-dumb
Felt like givin' up
Start to feel the rush
But I gotta go number one
So I gotta take a ton
Car pulled up right beside me
Open that door, saw it was full of seats
I just wanted a ride, please
I'm in hollywood, be quiet please
I put my self in harm
So I gotta get another arm
The one with the fire in 'em
That'll set yo' ass up, no alarm
That'll shut yo' ass up, disarm
That'll show you not to fuck with the form
It don't matter if I'm good with the charm
I'm a girl, but I'm still just a boss (Go to work)
I swear
And now I walk down on a hoe
And I'm walkin' right down, oh my god
I'ma keep walkin, can not go gone
I done walked out way too far, from home
I done tapped in to all of me, I'm in my zone
So if I gotta go out into it, alone
I'm a do it, let's do it, bitch, bring it, I'm grown
I'ma handle this shit, make it up on my own
Credits
Writer(s): N'dia Jade Smith
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