You get on with life as an animator
No your just a f*cking dictator
Your a cute kinda chick with a funny yo clique
You like nice tattoos and sipping on booze
Like to act like your so f*ckin abused
As much as you contemplate trying
But when you start to daydream
Your mind turns straight to crying
Everybody fake now everything aching
Everyone is hatin, I dont go-oo out latley
You talk about all this substance abuse
You ain't even know half the truth
You talk about dying
You ain't even trying
Hold up b*tch let me take this line
Hop in the whip then we gone take a ride
Your mind turns straight to crying
And my mind go straight to dying
Everyone fake now, everything all achin
Everyone is faking, I dont go out lately
Do you remember
Back in September
We were just embers
I try not to remember
I want to end it girl
I really hate memories
I'm thinking back to lying
Goin straight to crying
No I ain't even trying
I just want to end it