Fake friends coming on & on
I can't f*ck with you, you on & off
Got me thinking that you lost without, a
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it
You tryna f*ck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone,
I'm falling feeling helpless
Pop a pill now something don't feel right
I've been feeling so out of mind,
Feeling so out of sight
But the devil telling me that ima be alright
I feel like ima die tonight
Know that he like to lie
Man this bitch I swear to god that she the death of me
Narcotics that's I've been taking it ain't helping me
All these motherf*cking thots moving selfishly
Her love taken out my life would be the end of me
But I can't lie along the way I made some enemies
And f*ck friends to the end you my frienemy
I'm cracked down to the pot, it ain't meant to be
Got a Youngin feeling hot, you ain't meant for me
Up in California smoking all the Doja
You ain't hold it down and do what you supposed to
Lamborghini I skirt off inside the roadster
I was meant to win this life yeah I was chosen
Fake friends coming on & on
I can't f*ck with you, you on & off
Got me thinking that you lost without, a
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it
You tryna f*ck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone,
I'm falling feeling helpless
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Fake friends coming on & on
I can't f*ck with you, you on & off
Got me thinking that you lost without, a
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it
You tryna f*ck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone,
I'm falling feeling helpless
Pop a pill now something don't feel right
I've been feeling so out of mind,
Feeling so out of sight
But the devil telling me that ima be alright
I feel like ima die tonight
Know that he like to lie
Man this bitch I swear to god that she the death of me
Narcotics that's I've been taking it ain't helping me
All these motherf*cking thots moving selfishly
Her love taken out my life would be the end of me
But I can't lie along the way I made some enemies
And f*ck friends to the end you my frienemy
I'm cracked down to the pot, it ain't meant to be
Got a Youngin feeling hot, you ain't meant for me
Up in California smoking all the Doja
You ain't hold it down and do what you supposed to
Lamborghini I skirt off inside the roadster
I was meant to win this life yeah I was chosen
Fake friends coming on & on
I can't f*ck with you, you on & off
Got me thinking that you lost without, a
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it
You tryna f*ck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone,
I'm falling feeling helpless
I can't f*ck with you, you on & off
Got me thinking that you lost without, a
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it
You tryna f*ck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone,
I'm falling feeling helpless
Pop a pill now something don't feel right
I've been feeling so out of mind,
Feeling so out of sight
But the devil telling me that ima be alright
I feel like ima die tonight
Know that he like to lie
Man this bitch I swear to god that she the death of me
Narcotics that's I've been taking it ain't helping me
All these motherf*cking thots moving selfishly
Her love taken out my life would be the end of me
But I can't lie along the way I made some enemies
And f*ck friends to the end you my frienemy
I'm cracked down to the pot, it ain't meant to be
Got a Youngin feeling hot, you ain't meant for me
Up in California smoking all the Doja
You ain't hold it down and do what you supposed to
Lamborghini I skirt off inside the roadster
I was meant to win this life yeah I was chosen
Fake friends coming on & on
I can't f*ck with you, you on & off
Got me thinking that you lost without, a
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it
You tryna f*ck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone,
I'm falling feeling helpless
Writer: Ryan Mounfik
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