Broken Lens - Suicide Lyrics

Suicide
On my mind
Do or die
Who am I?
You decide
Let's prove them right
Move aside, I'm not alright
I feel like dying
I hate my body
I'll probably jump out it
Don't be surprised
Y'all been slacking, scared of dying
Bitch, I get this live all the time
That's all I think but suicide
That's all I think 'bout, suicide
Who am I to die when there's people tryna vibe?
People tryna get it right
I've been tryna get a knife
Hope this makes you appreciate life
There's depression and people that got it
There's a difference, they're not the problem
Even seasonal will destroy you
I've seen homies go through the soil
When the sun can't do nothing for you
And them drugs will always control you
You're f*cking cursed
You're trying therapy, it never really works
Can't speak with clarity cause you don't have the words
Been schemin' ways of vanishing that wouldn't really hurt
F*ck that shit
I'll put something else in the dirt
Once this seed get growing probably bubble up my net worth
Long as this beat keep going, I don't feel like cutting my nerves
Dealing with these emotions sober makes me wanna get murked
Suicide
On my mind
Do or die
Who am I?
You decide
Let's prove them right
Move aside, I'm not alright
I feel like dying
I hate my body
I'll probably jump out it
Don't be surprised
Y'all been slacking, scared of dying
Bitch, I get this live all the time
That's all I think but suicide
That's all I think 'bout, suicide
Who am I to die when there's people tryna vibe?
People tryna get it right
I've been tryna get a knife
And really cut it
Baby come over, I'm too tired of stackin' my money
She says she hates me and I make her feel disgusted
I had to escape and told her I will never trust her
F*ck her, same with all you motherf*ckers
Y'all ain't never helped me when my mind was in the gutter
Pop another one, pack another one, trying not to go under
While I hate you more and I'm getting more worried I'ma do something
Probably go find a noose or something
Or worse, go shoot up something
All cause you did nothing
No, bitch, you did nothing
Suicide
On my mind
Do or die
Who am I?
You decide
Let's prove them right
Move aside, I'm not alright
I feel like dying
I hate my body
I'll probably jump out it
Don't be surprised
Y'all been slacking, scared of dying
Bitch, I get this live all the time
That's all I think but suicide
That's all I think 'bout, suicide
Who am I to die when there's people tryna vibe?
People tryna get it right
I've been tryna get a knife