Ay nigga fuck a mix fuck do you mean boy
I'm boutta be trueful witchu niggas I fucking hate my
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Bitch I
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Fuck this music
Cuz my real intentions could never happen
Fuck my family they could never ask me if I'm ok
But either way I'm too embarrassed
Often hate this
Rip off my fingers cuz I hate the feeling
Both parents cheating
My mom been beaten
Couldn't do shit soon picked up on eating
Another habit
End in circles
Niggas hate me
Teachers laughing
I'm so anxious like
I'm a white bitch
When I slit my wrist because I haven't tried it
Wish I was honest
With my bеst friends I couldn't want it
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Let me еxtend this shit
Fuck a broke nigga since I was young
Hate my life hate the shit I've done
Hate that I wish I was truthful
Like that shit was branded to me where I couldn't lie no more
I wish I could lie down forever
That's probably why I still do this shit
Cuz no one could care if I made this shit
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Make the beats and repeat get streams
Cuz I hate it either way see this shit in my dreams
Love how toxic it is in the end
Like how you pick up on internet friends
And internet friends they leave you in end they leave you end
They love to pretend that they love you but it's fake
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