If I was someone else, I probably wouldn't save me
Try to copy then they'll probably end up crazy
Burn some bridges, now these people fucking hate me
Had to leave them in the past, they being lazy
Ask if I had friends, no I do not need them
Make a couple bands and spend that on the weekend
Designer on but I'm hoping no one sees me
I've been working, I ain't got no time for sleeping
I can do that when I'm dead, when I'm dead
Making money, fuck the feds
Under pressure never bend
I'ma stunt to the end
I'ma stunt till I'm gone
Things changed, I moved on
Real talk, [?]
You wanna test me, you’ll get proved wrong
I'm running circles in my own mind
['Cause I'm?] only on the inside
Used to give a fuck, then my soul died
Numb to everything, my heart is made of black ice
My heart is made of black ice
Wish I could give a fuck about my damn life
Sometimes I wanna die and I don't know why
Tied that noose around my neck so tight
If I was someone else, I probably wouldn't save me
Try to copy then they'll probably end up crazy
Burn some bridges, now these people fucking hate me
Had to leave them in the past, they being lazy
Ask about my life, I know I have no meaning
What's the point in trying?
Literally no reason
Hop in Sacramento, hit the gas, I'm speeding
On the freeway where I'm dodging all my demons
Fiending, flipping bags of money, yeah I need that
Fuck lames, hating on me, fuck the fucking feedback
Your bitch, [her knees?], where my fucking floor's at
H-A-double M and Y, don't ignore that