Hella Mess lyrics

[Intro]
'Ringe
Yeah, ah

[Verse 1: Sybyr]
Praying for a feel while a year to come
Nothing f*cking special if you get in a damn coma, ah
f*ck a normal sound, b*tch, I'm currently in pain, aye
I won't be alive if I don't sound like I'm in pain, aye
'Ringe makin' cringe, giving Hellys, make you sit, aye
Wonder what the world would be if I was making sense, aye
It don't f*cking matter, not like I go makin' sense, aye
b*tches stuck on old, that's okay, I'll melt the fence, aye
b*tch, the name is 'Ringe, get it through your f*ckin' skull, aye
I will not go for it, this sh*t ain't a f*ckin' note, aye
Ran up outta topics, everything I say is boring, aye
Not that I should care, 'cause my head already full, aye

[Chorus: Sybyr]
Hella f*ckin' mess, I'm a hella f*ckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye
Hella f*ckin' mess, I'm a hella f*ckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, yuh

[Verse 2: Devin Will]
Yeah, who are you?
Talking sh*t, well, check your f*cking neck
CLVN rallies ruin lives and them shows are close to death
Motherf*cker, step back, we all know you ain't strapped
And if your silly ass was, you'll still be giving us that
Because we've been the f*cking best and got proof to show it
You play them songs all day, them lyrics bad, you know it
If I make the pus*y cry, we all let the money talk
You a stalk, guarantee you make vagina dry
Goddamn, that was a bummy track, but sh*t still stink
Why everybody think they got the cleanest plates in the sink?
If my fam is gonna eat then you gotta f*cking think
You the mans who forgot to open eyes when you blink, b*tch
[Chorus: Devin Will]
Hella f*ckin' mess, I'm a hella f*ckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye
Hella f*ckin' mess, I'm a hella f*ckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye

[Verse 3: shy]
I been tryna fix myself for three years, man
Every time I do, I just end up in tears, yeah
If you wanna try and fix me, baby, that's 'kay
But you'll throw your life away, you gonna throw your life away, yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Every time I pick the mic up, it just feels the same
I wanna off myself with no damn restrain
They told me "Wesley, you should stay inside your f*cking lane"
But I've done that so long, I think I'm goin' insane (Yeah, yeah)
Why I don't get no hype? I don't know (Don't know)
They told me they don't like that sh*t, it don't go (Don't go)
And they don't like the music, they don't like the video (The video)
But I just took it down, I don't care no more (I don't care no more)
Why I only get hella plays on the weak sh*t?
Y'all only gon' like it if I got a couple features
Every time I come out my show, you don't talk
You just want the sh*t where I claim I'm from the block
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: shy]
Hella f*ckin' mess, I'm a hella f*ckin' mess, yeah
Only 'cause I reach a certain type of newer stress, yeah
Hella f*ckin' mess, I'm a hella f*ckin' mess, yeah
Only 'cause I reach a certain type of newer stress, yeah