In The Eyes
You can't look at me in the eyes, no (Woah)
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Y-You can't look at me in the eyes, no (Woah)
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Mama told me I'm wreckless
Told the pastor all my problems, leave him speechless
I gotta start sippin' styrofoam
'Cause I can't deal with all this shit on my own
Yeah, don't know why they hate on me
It kills me inside, don't know if my fans can see
You hatin' now, but when I'm at the top, you'll be beggin' me to fly you overseas
Never endin', never endin'
Quit laughin' at my face, like I'm jokin'
Pain in my body, make me feel like I'm dyin', woah
You can't look at me in the eyes, no (Woah)
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Y-You can't look at me in the eyes, no (Woah)
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Y-You can't look at me in the eyes, no (Woah)
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Mama told me I'm wreckless
Told the pastor all my problems, leave him speechless
I gotta start sippin' styrofoam
'Cause I can't deal with all this shit on my own
Yeah, don't know why they hate on me
It kills me inside, don't know if my fans can see
You hatin' now, but when I'm at the top, you'll be beggin' me to fly you overseas
Never endin', never endin'
Quit laughin' at my face, like I'm jokin'
Pain in my body, make me feel like I'm dyin', woah
You can't look at me in the eyes, no (Woah)
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Y-You can't look at me in the eyes, no (Woah)
Swear these bitches they be spittin' lies, no (Woah)
If you really love me, put it on Christ
Tryna ease the pain, but these pills are gettin' high-priced
Credits
Writer(s): Rafael Vézina
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