beauty, and how it can kill you

Well, my brain always shows
At my all-time low
And I guess, it's just how it goes
You're always the one that makes me feel okay
So I'll stay, bring it back, I can't go another day
I think that I need help, broke all my old belts
Tryna ease what I felt, all my friends in my whip
Got this pretty boy dick, and this money that's my fixed
I just wanna fucking know, if I wake up tomorrow

She just wanna know when I drop my shit, I just wanna know where my heart stoppin'
I just wanna know when I get a little more in my two pockets, body mobbin'
Goin down the street, I get paid by the show
I don't ever clock in, am I really poppin
Or, is it a dream that I'm really rockin'

New shit, old shit, and I gotta profit
Motherfuckers really wanna try me when I'm down, see the check clear
Boy, you know I skip town, I don't wanna be a fling
I know you're getting around, I know your boyfriend
Move, he doin' it by the pound
You know I sit in my room, and I make up these sounds
And if I didn't have this, I wouldn't be here now
I wouldn't be here now

Here now, I don't wanna be around
If you aren't here now
I don't wanna
Here now, I don't wanna be around
If you aren't here now
I don't wanna be around



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Thomas, Dominique Espinaco
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