She Told Me to Kill Myself
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โฑ๏ธ 2:50 duration
๐ ID: 150971
๐ Lyrics
She told me to kill myself
Like I haven't been working on it
I don't think it's real, I am
Wishing that I was dead every morning
Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
I've been gassing it, let's be honest
Baby, I'ma real one, woah
I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
She told me to die like I don't already want to
I lay awake at night thinking 'bout shit that I can't undo
As long as I'm alive, got some money I'ma run through
I'm just here for the night, shawty told me I should come through
But I dont' wanna talk, just want a shot
Throw some guap and get some top
I'm feelin' hot to the top, I ain't gon' stop
Don't fuck with shawty, she a not
I bet she gets that a lot, I bet she gets that a lot
Yeah and I'm doing alright without you
I'm fine without you (I'm fine without you)
Yeah and bitch I'ma shine without you
And die without you
She told me to kill myself
Like I haven't been working on it
I don't think it's real, I am
Wishing that I was dead every morning
Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
I've been gassing it, let's be honest
Baby, I'ma real one, woah
I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
I've been workin' on dying like I made beats for Uzi
Tryna hurt me, I'm trying too, if I'm winning I'm losing
Every time you hit my line I'm like: "The fuck are you doing?"
I left all that shit behind, now they mad 'cause I'm moving
But none of it means anything
Lately I've been getting things
Lately I've been getting in
I get the the cheque and let us in
Pockets full of 'phetamines
My fit it cost a wedding ring
I'm lookin' like a rock-o-rama
Boutta cop a seven string
Baby, to be real, you don't even know me like that
Sethany like Rick Ross, all these hoes can't hold me back
She told me to kill myself
Like I haven't been working on it
I don't think it's real, I am
Wishing that I was dead every morning
Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
I've been gassing it, let's be honest
Baby, I'ma real one, woah
I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
Like I haven't been working on it
I don't think it's real, I am
Wishing that I was dead every morning
Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
I've been gassing it, let's be honest
Baby, I'ma real one, woah
I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
She told me to die like I don't already want to
I lay awake at night thinking 'bout shit that I can't undo
As long as I'm alive, got some money I'ma run through
I'm just here for the night, shawty told me I should come through
But I dont' wanna talk, just want a shot
Throw some guap and get some top
I'm feelin' hot to the top, I ain't gon' stop
Don't fuck with shawty, she a not
I bet she gets that a lot, I bet she gets that a lot
Yeah and I'm doing alright without you
I'm fine without you (I'm fine without you)
Yeah and bitch I'ma shine without you
And die without you
She told me to kill myself
Like I haven't been working on it
I don't think it's real, I am
Wishing that I was dead every morning
Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
I've been gassing it, let's be honest
Baby, I'ma real one, woah
I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
I've been workin' on dying like I made beats for Uzi
Tryna hurt me, I'm trying too, if I'm winning I'm losing
Every time you hit my line I'm like: "The fuck are you doing?"
I left all that shit behind, now they mad 'cause I'm moving
But none of it means anything
Lately I've been getting things
Lately I've been getting in
I get the the cheque and let us in
Pockets full of 'phetamines
My fit it cost a wedding ring
I'm lookin' like a rock-o-rama
Boutta cop a seven string
Baby, to be real, you don't even know me like that
Sethany like Rick Ross, all these hoes can't hold me back
She told me to kill myself
Like I haven't been working on it
I don't think it's real, I am
Wishing that I was dead every morning
Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
I've been gassing it, let's be honest
Baby, I'ma real one, woah
I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.87] She told me to kill myself
[00:14.34] Like I haven't been working on it
[00:16.96] I don't think it's real, I am
[00:19.95] Wishing that I was dead every morning
[00:22.94] Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
[00:25.60] I've been gassing it, let's be honest
[00:28.76] Baby, I'ma real one, woah
[00:31.51] I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
[00:35.27] She told me to die like I don't already want to
[00:38.33] I lay awake at night thinking 'bout shit that I can't undo
[00:41.39] As long as I'm alive, got some money I'ma run through
[00:44.22] I'm just here for the night, shawty told me I should come through
[00:47.25] But I dont' wanna talk, just want a shot
[00:49.92] Throw some guap and get some top
[00:51.81] I'm feelin' hot to the top, I ain't gon' stop
[00:54.66] Don't fuck with shawty, she a not
[00:56.47] I bet she gets that a lot, I bet she gets that a lot
[01:00.16] Yeah and I'm doing alright without you
[01:03.42] I'm fine without you (I'm fine without you)
[01:06.17] Yeah and bitch I'ma shine without you
[01:09.33] And die without you
[01:10.39] She told me to kill myself
[01:13.33] Like I haven't been working on it
[01:16.22] I don't think it's real, I am
[01:19.18] Wishing that I was dead every morning
[01:22.10] Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
[01:24.81] I've been gassing it, let's be honest
[01:27.72] Baby, I'ma real one, woah
[01:30.82] I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
[01:34.42] I've been workin' on dying like I made beats for Uzi
[01:37.31] Tryna hurt me, I'm trying too, if I'm winning I'm losing
[01:40.39] Every time you hit my line I'm like: "The fuck are you doing?"
[01:43.26] I left all that shit behind, now they mad 'cause I'm moving
[01:46.47] But none of it means anything
[01:48.84] Lately I've been getting things
[01:50.31] Lately I've been getting in
[01:51.67] I get the the cheque and let us in
[01:53.32] Pockets full of 'phetamines
[01:54.53] My fit it cost a wedding ring
[01:55.95] I'm lookin' like a rock-o-rama
[01:57.65] Boutta cop a seven string
[01:59.22] Baby, to be real, you don't even know me like that
[02:04.86] Sethany like Rick Ross, all these hoes can't hold me back
[02:09.28] She told me to kill myself
[02:12.63] Like I haven't been working on it
[02:15.26] I don't think it's real, I am
[02:18.25] Wishing that I was dead every morning
[02:21.40] Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
[02:24.32] I've been gassing it, let's be honest
[02:27.26] Baby, I'ma real one, woah
[02:30.08] I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
[02:33.26]
[00:14.34] Like I haven't been working on it
[00:16.96] I don't think it's real, I am
[00:19.95] Wishing that I was dead every morning
[00:22.94] Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
[00:25.60] I've been gassing it, let's be honest
[00:28.76] Baby, I'ma real one, woah
[00:31.51] I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
[00:35.27] She told me to die like I don't already want to
[00:38.33] I lay awake at night thinking 'bout shit that I can't undo
[00:41.39] As long as I'm alive, got some money I'ma run through
[00:44.22] I'm just here for the night, shawty told me I should come through
[00:47.25] But I dont' wanna talk, just want a shot
[00:49.92] Throw some guap and get some top
[00:51.81] I'm feelin' hot to the top, I ain't gon' stop
[00:54.66] Don't fuck with shawty, she a not
[00:56.47] I bet she gets that a lot, I bet she gets that a lot
[01:00.16] Yeah and I'm doing alright without you
[01:03.42] I'm fine without you (I'm fine without you)
[01:06.17] Yeah and bitch I'ma shine without you
[01:09.33] And die without you
[01:10.39] She told me to kill myself
[01:13.33] Like I haven't been working on it
[01:16.22] I don't think it's real, I am
[01:19.18] Wishing that I was dead every morning
[01:22.10] Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
[01:24.81] I've been gassing it, let's be honest
[01:27.72] Baby, I'ma real one, woah
[01:30.82] I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
[01:34.42] I've been workin' on dying like I made beats for Uzi
[01:37.31] Tryna hurt me, I'm trying too, if I'm winning I'm losing
[01:40.39] Every time you hit my line I'm like: "The fuck are you doing?"
[01:43.26] I left all that shit behind, now they mad 'cause I'm moving
[01:46.47] But none of it means anything
[01:48.84] Lately I've been getting things
[01:50.31] Lately I've been getting in
[01:51.67] I get the the cheque and let us in
[01:53.32] Pockets full of 'phetamines
[01:54.53] My fit it cost a wedding ring
[01:55.95] I'm lookin' like a rock-o-rama
[01:57.65] Boutta cop a seven string
[01:59.22] Baby, to be real, you don't even know me like that
[02:04.86] Sethany like Rick Ross, all these hoes can't hold me back
[02:09.28] She told me to kill myself
[02:12.63] Like I haven't been working on it
[02:15.26] I don't think it's real, I am
[02:18.25] Wishing that I was dead every morning
[02:21.40] Now I'm 'bout to feel myself
[02:24.32] I've been gassing it, let's be honest
[02:27.26] Baby, I'ma real one, woah
[02:30.08] I'ma do whatever, I'm living nauseous
[02:33.26]