Why I gotta die to be famous
I have been running so aimless
Gotta cover all my bases
I don’t do minimum wages
Contemplating my decisions
Been 7 months since I wrote all of my feelings
You stupid b#tch
Why did you use my condition to
Surgically remove the tumor
Now whose gonna stitch me up
After you made this incision b#tch
I’m a walking zombie crushed by economics
It’s that flashback of a f#cked up villain
From your favorite comic
Now the man’s on a warpath
f#ck attention Imma cry in my corvette
Parents f#ck you up with their own sh#t
Or f#ck a wh#re
Leave your #ss with some more debt
Anxiety’s got me gassed up
You even need the cash to afford that
I can barely breathe
But they still expect me to smile like a Kardashian
Wearing a corset
Y’all be flexing with the wrong sh#t
I’ve been on Kendrick and Cole’s sh#t
f#ck all of that Christian Dior sh#t
Imma attacking it no masking it
Massacre of maddening self-doubt
Wasn’t born adequate
Kick a m#th*rf#ck*r whose asking it
I don’t do it for a pat on the back
But a bag packed with some cash in it
I go crazy on this flow
And I’m back with a show yea
f#ck all of you hoes
Step back I’m losing control yea
Ahh I tried but my bars are too big for your minds
I’m all about that vibe so f#ck your punchlines
Why I gotta die to be famous
I have been running so aimless
Gotta cover all my basses
I don’t do minimum wages
Heads too clouded with these lessons
Life tryna teach me what I have is a blessing
And I’m stuck with all of these emotions
Suppressing, stressing over rent and all of the bills
I’ll tell you what pressure is
A father who left us, broken mama
Brother’s accident
Anxiety and now I’m panicking
Ain’t got money for a specialist
So I push it under
Hope to make the best of it
A pile of insecurities
They’re treating me like
I’m some kind of commodity
Afraid to look down the bed
My demons be lurking down there
And they calling me
Woke up one day
Found myself stuck to the ceiling
Claustrophobia got to me
I feel all of my arteries
Crushed between trauma and different priorities
f#ck all of the pain
sh#t got me feeling insane yea
I’m gonna be famous
You gone remember my name yea
Ahh my scars are too big for a smile
I’m all about that vibe so f#ck your advice
Why I gotta die to be famous
I have been running so aimless
Gotta cover all my basses
I don’t do minimum wages
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