Intrusive Thoughts (feat. Joey B)

Everyday feel the same Everyday feeling like it's full of pain Wishing all of this would go away Should I put a bullet in my fucking brain My head is spinning round and round Asking bartender for another round Said I needed quiet on the set Single bullet in the gun Russian Roulette I don't know why Everyday I wanna die I think I'm fine Lately these tears fill my eyes Okay I don't feel okay anymore Suicidal thoughts demons knocking on my door Filling my mind full of lies And I'd rather fucking die I shouldn't even try even more If you fucking leave I'll put the bullet to my head Feel relief when I'm dead What the fuck is the plan I'm losing all my sleep And I'm feeling kinda weak I have hit my damn peak I'm not worth it anymore I don't know why Everyday I wanna die I think I'm fine Lately these tears fill my eyes (Wait) Intrusive thoughts always filling up my brain As I watch the blood circle down the drain Don't care about the money and the fucking fame When everyday it feels like drowning in the fucking rain Most days feel like crashing in the ditch Old homies switch on me ain't that a bitch So all I do is bust lips and get rich Sit back and try to find the perfect pitch Act up and wanna start causing problems For no reason and you don't wanna solve 'em It seems crazy to me, yeah When you're nineteen years old acting thirteen Acting like you know everything When in reality you don't know a fucking thing So if I ever catch you bitch I'm gonna swing I don't need a bell bitch I don't need a ring So now we at the end of the road I don't need nobody else just leave me alone If I keep it up I'm at the end of my rope Might just overdose on this dope