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Lyrify.me

Kill Myself by Zelly Ocho Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Chorus]
I'd rather kill myself (Kill)
Nah, I ain't going out like you
She said she love me, don't say it's true (True)
I know I care but do you
All my plans falling through
Chopped the top off, fuck the roof
That bitch bad, no she ain't boo
And if I got a bag then you too
If I got a bag then we all do
Pull up with that stick man y'all all doomed
And that money got new I ain't brand new
I been the same nigga since grade-school
I'm on that 30 and it's blue
She ain't mine, chuck up the deuce
My bitch sippin' four, she started with a deuce
That's what them drugs do

[Verse]
Living like this is so dangerous
They know not to play with us
I hit her once I can do it again
My life real and I can't make it up
They all gon' change, no I ain't changing up
And I don't care about no frame don't get your brain bust
She wanna stay I told her to stay up
I look at they eyes and they hate us
That boy is just mad 'cause he ain't us
Them niggas be hatin' like plankton
I'm spending racks (Fll-beep)
I got some money on me
I know these niggas be hatin' on me
I look in their eyes and they scared
Yeah they hating like plankton
I got the money these niggas pathetic
I'm countin' money you know that I get it
Fuck on that bitch then I'm dippin'
I know this shit gettin' hectic
Half this shit I regret it
I look at her like plastic
I know she's not lasting
My mind got hella traffic
Sometimes I wanna crash
These drugs became a passion
I swear they doing damage
All this shit I been through you can't imagine
What would you do to get them racks in?
[Chorus]
I'd rather kill myself (Kill)
Nah, I ain't going out like you
She said she love me, don't say it's true (True)
I know I care but do you
All my plans falling through
Chopped the top off, fuck the roof
That bitch bad, no she ain't boo
And if I got a bag then you too
If I got a bag then we all do
Pull up with that stick man y'all all doomed
And that money got new I ain't brand new
I been the same nigga since grade-school
I'm on that 30 and it's blue
She ain't mine, chuck up the deuce
My bitch sippin' four, she started with a deuce
That's what them drugs do