They’re trapping me in
Waiting for a phone call
Call home, home
Yet here is me
Reminiscing the lost love, no
The lost ones
Every day the air within my lungs is getting tighter
And its hard to f#cking breathe out and i know i ain’t a fighter
I’m a thinker i’m a lover i’m a p#ss# i’m a b#tch
Imma be lonely forever even when i’m filthy rich
Cuz the ladies come and go when they please, love to tease
That they thеre for you but when the timе comes they disappear
I shed a
Tear for the girls that i’ve hurt in the past
Never thought about the impact that i had
Tryna do things opposite of my dad
Took off when the anxiety got bad
Blame it on the alcohol or blame it on the scripts
But when things get shitty everybody skips
People wondering why jett throwing fits like
f#ck
I just got another phone call (yeah)
Another of my friends tried to kill themselves
Always tried to call them finna tryna help (yeah)
Ever since then i f#cking
Hate myself i wanna f#cking end it (hate myself i wanna f#cking end it)
Not suicidal
But i got homies trying all the drugs around them
All the pain with they feelings tryna f#cking drown’em
I’d still take a bullet for some b#tches from my town
Does that make me a clown? does that make me a clown?
Probably
I’m sick of hurting from the pain so lately
I think i wanna blow my brains out baby (jett jett jett jett)
But if we take a little time (jett jett jett jett)
Maybe we could do a fine thing
Maybe you could change me baby
I’m sick of hurting from the pain so lately
I think i wanna blow my brains out baby
But if we take a little time
Maybe we could do a fine thing
Maybe you could change me baby
Yeah
Maybe you could change me
But i ain’t gon’ stop cuz i know you hate me
Yeah
I’ve been feeling pain since like day one
Ain’t nobody gonna save me baby
Yeah
Still been on the same sh#t lately
Yeah
Feeling like i’m going crazy
Yeah
I don’t wanna make a sound
Feeling bound
To the sorrow that you causing now
Wanting out
Of all of it before i f#cking drown
You find me laying in my blood up on the f#cking ground
Yeah
Up on the f#cking ground, yeah
Up on the f#cking ground, yeah
I’m sick of hurting from the pain so lately
I think i wanna blow my brains out baby
But if we take a little time
Maybe we could do a fine thing
Maybe you could change me baby
I’m sick of hurting from the pain so lately
I think i wanna blow my brains out baby
But if we take a little time
Maybe we could do a fine thing
Maybe you could change me baby
Yeah
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