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letra de suicidal thoughts! - neefymorningstar

[intro]
aye, hehehe
neefy in this b-tch, you know
they say i’m not loud enough
ima show them what the f-ck loud is
let’s go
yup-yup-yup-yup-yup
yuh! aye!

[hook]
think sum wrong ? because i really hate people
b-tches all fake, half you n-ggas is see through
yes i can k!ll , but i really don’t need to , forever
be alone , so i really don’t need you , trapped in thoughts
ain’t sh-t to think through, b-tch gave me dome
now i’m feeling
her brains (ouhh)
cope into me , now she feeling my pain (ouhh)
no i’m not a rapper , this is something to bang to
i commit murder , probably get away with it (yup!)
i don’t wanna die , so a n-gga stay with it (yup!)

[verse 1]
but it’s time that i do , might k!ll myself (yeah!)
suicidal thoughts race – when i’m by myself
narcissistic -ss n-gga – need no one else
and i tend to hold it in – all to myself (ok!)
and i hurt in denial – not good for my health
and i only want the bag – because i’m happy with wealth
f-ck the heavens!
i’m a deity, be like me, all these n-ggas envy me (wh0r-!)
what the f-ck you wanna be like me for ?
throat hurt, i’ve been smoking new-ports
b-tch i’m hot , can’t touch no mitten, you n-ggas
all sound the same with the words y’all written, spitting
everything that i say ain’t written , and they laugh , when i cry
wanna die , not kidding (aye!)
f-ck friends!
b-tch, i don’t wanna fit in (no i don’t!)
i don’t like to talk , so i spit it (no i don’t!)
tried to vent ,but they don’t f-cking listen (no they don’t!)
they don’t really f-ck with you, til you winning (ok- ok!)
i think suicide, but you know
wanna drown in a motherf-ckin pool tho
or drive in a motherf-ckin bowl of acid
drive off a bridge, in the ocean and crash it
nails on the floor, take my head and smash it
whats yo with all these thoughts?
am i driven to madness?
why you scream ? because i’m always f-cking mad hoe
wanna f-ck? put my finger in her b-tthole (ok!)
“you’re and -ssh0l-”-no b-tch i’m cutthroat
deep stroke from the back, on my go pro
play it back in slo-mo
wanna fight ? face-kick, i know judo!

[outro]
think sum wrong ? because i really hate people
b-tches all fake, half you n-ggas is see through
yes i can k!ll , but i really don’t need to , forever
be alone , so i really don’t need you , trapped in thoughts
ain’t sh-t to think through, b-tch gave me dome
now i’m feeling
her brains (ouhh)
cope into me , now she feeling my pain (ouhh)
no i’m not a rapper , this is something to bang to
i commit murder , probably get away with it (yup!)
i don’t wanna die , so a n-gga stay with it (ok!)

- neefymorningstar

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