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letra de nothing - heychromi

[verse 1]
wake up in the d-mn morning (yeah)
ask the f-ck why i’m here (yeah)
i just think to myself (ya)
i’m having second guesses (yeah)
i wanna end this sh-t
i wanna end this sh-t
i don’t wanna be here right now (yeah)
yeah, i’m exhausted as f-ck
i don’t wanna be here right now (yeah)
yeah, i’m exhausted as f-ck (yeah)
i don’t wanna be here no more (yeah)
b-tch, i’m tired as f-ck (huh)
i don’t wanna be here no more
yeah

[hook]
nothing
b-tch, i feel, hold on
b-tch, i feel nothing
not poppin’, but i feel nothing
b-tch, i feel nothing
not poppin′, but i feel nothing
b-tch, i feel nothing
not poppin’, but i feel nothing
[verse 2]
smoke up, b-tch, i don′t feel sh-t (smoke up)
wakе up, b-tch, i don’t feel sh-t (wake up)
wake up, b-tch, i don’t feel sh-t (wake up)
wanna gеt outta this feeling (yeah)
losing my mind, i can′t deal with it (yea)
numb to the bone, yeah, i′m done with it (yeah)

[bridge]
rope ’round the neck, yeah, i wanna quit
(f-ck this bullsh-t, yeah, i′m rippin’ sh-t)
every choice that i made feel like russian roulette
(i know way too much than you can understand)
drowning all in my thoughts, b-tch, it′s full of regrets
(might just order a hitman from pakistan)
every word that i speak got a noose in my head
(gotta do so much sh-t just to get these bands)
blade on my wrist, yeah, i flirt with the edge

[verse 3]
these n-ggas don’t get it
yeah, these n-ggas don′t get it
f-ck the fake tears, don’t need pity (f-ck ’em)
blood on my fists, heart too heavy (yeah)
i’m a storm, b-tch, i wreck up the city (yeah)
lil’ b-tch call me up just to be needy (needy)
no one gives a f-ck, i′m a stain but i′m so pretty
(if i leave off this earth, then my pain is set free)
don’t belong to these lil n-ggas
i don′t belong to these lil n-ggas
b-tch, i’m mad as f-ck, i′m pulling triggers
b-tch, i do whatever, f-ck a figure
off white on me, but i need the nine
b-tches judging, f-ck around and die
man, i feel like i’m wasting my time
these lil b-tches real green like a lime
i just wanna make my momma proud
how the f-ck i′ma bring in a crowd
you said that you got me, you vowed
n-ggas saying my sh-t way too loud
i don’t give a f-ck, it’s not yo′ sh-t (yo’ sh-t)
i don′t give a f-ck, it’s not yo′ sh-t (yo’ sh-t)
i don’t give a f-ck, it′s not yo’ sh-t (yo’ sh-t)
i am nothing, couldn′t worry ’bout a b-tch (yeah, huh)
[outro]
nothing
i feel nothing
i feel nothing

- heychromi

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