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letra de dysthymia (i need) - zara bash

[intro]
i need to go to the doctor
i am a monster
i need my name to stay out all this drama
i need some liquor that helps with my problems
i need a bottle
i need some pills
i need some p-ssy
i need for these people to not overlook me
i wanna perform man i hope that they book me
man i need some good weed
i need to pay bills
i need me a mil
i need to get drunk and p-ss out in a field
i’m feeling so empty
i need you to tempt me
man f-ck everybody that say that they miss me i know that they lying
i need you to say that you hate me
i need you to date me
i’m stuck in this world and i need you to save me
i know that i’m crazy
i need to stop f-cking up
i need everyone to not count on us
i need for god to not be so anonymous
i need a hug
i need some love
i need to get hit by a bus
i’m dying i’m dying i’m dying inside
i need to cry
i need to know why my emotions so dry
i need you to lie to me tell me you love me and that i’m the best there will be no one after
i need you to make me forget all my ex’s
i need you to tell me i’m your favorite rapper
i need a gun
i need to have fun
i have nowhere to go but f-ck it i’ll run, (yeah)
run till you can’t see me no more
run till they don’t need me no more

[chorus]
i’ve been moving round, running on my own
i need everyone to leave me the f-ck alone

i’ve been moving round, running on my own
i need everyone to leave me the f-ck alone

[verse 1]
(can you motherf-ckers tell me)
how many records i gotta sell just so a n-gga can lie and tell you i’m doing well huh?
how many b-tches i gotta f-ck for you to look up to me and not them n-ggas that suck huh? (can you motherf-ckers tell me)
how many days i gotta work for n-ggas to hate on me and say that they did it first huh?
how many rappers i gotta k!ll, 100k on the bill, just so n-ggas know its real
can you feel me?
only way to stop is to k!ll me
word to lil p breaking down whole buildings
children
all of you n-ggas be my seeds
and please, you f-cking puppies straight hanging them from a leash
yo knees, i know they tired mouth open like saying cheese
they squeeze the life outta me luckily i can breathe
with ease, walk in the park, my n-ggas would say a breeze
like sheesh, they say i’m golden like khaled i got the keys
and these
swear these n-ggas always outta pocket
i’m a motherf-cking target
need an army tank to stop me
i could pull up on yo girl and touch her once then get it popping
thats why all you people always hating now whats the deal b-tch?
i mean half of you n-ggas ain’t even real b-tch
make a n-gga flip, then i dip, and i hit the k!ll switch
still on a rage low-key, stay safe homie, what play told me like

[chorus]
i’ve been moving round, running on my own
i need everyone to leave me the f-ck alone

i’ve been moving round, running on my own
i need everyone to leave me the f-ck alone

look i won’t ever change
lie to you not i’d never switch up
n-ggas always talking like they big stuff
they don’t come around when you need em
i’ll be down when i see them
cause a frown’s my demeanor but

i’ve been moving round, running on my own
i need everyone to leave me the f-ck alone

- zara bash

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