Lyrics:
one true friend till the
End all the rest of them just dissed me
Nobody wanted to help they just
Judged me so they can miss me (miss me)
Don't
unless you can help me
Everybody up in this place is gonna get fuckin' rowdy
Every hotty shake yo ass, Undo, get down fa me
Shake it like an iPhone, let me
To live somebody's life
I feel alright, I feel alright
Don't want your help, never need your help
Feel alright, I feel alright
Don't want your help
don't think about me
You don't think about me
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
You really stopped caring huh?
I can tell by the way that you move
This freaky life
chu
Fuck you in your Jimmy Choos
I put my trust all in you
Now you treat me like a fool
These diamonds glizzin' on you
Why couldn't you tell the truth
I think her love came with a little lock
I'm never no dummy I got to go get it whenever I'm not
These niggas not sicker then me somebody go give them
somebody
I'm afraid to be here with you
Don't jump
Jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump
(The fear) pulled close by its pliers
Cold, sharp, and expired
on the edge
I was low just like him
In the moment when all hope had faded
Then a hand reaching out
To lift me up, help me down
And (As) we sat and we talked
myself in a cab
And be back to work before two
But at a moment like this I can't help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffett do
He'd say pour me
She told me about a strange Chinese restaurant
In North Canton, Ohio
A five-year-old girl was discovered in a freezer
Murdered by her mother
Her mom
out loud somebody please help me
You were surrounded by your friends
Friends who loved you to the end
I'm sorry that you had to leave this way
(A
myself
And I needed help
Yea, somebody loves you
And if they don't
Then you better learn to love yourself
That's what I learnt
When I felt that I was by
but with somebody else
Another night alone with the thought of you
And my nicotine to help me through
You really stick, you're in my hair
And I can't
y'all ain't with the shits
30 Sitting by me curry on the bench
40 On my side like a fucking hip
Feel like CP3 when I touch the clip
All my niggas packing
somebody woulda told me
It's been a whole year and a couple months
It takes 18 months... to get over love
I'm nearly there but it feels like a fucking
on your own
Oh, yeah, oh, Miss Alinda, where you at?
I need your help, I got some demons by my bed
Oh, Miss Alinda
Tell me how to beat the system
Oh, Miss
every moment.
Woo, I wanna feel you.
Somebody help me, in deeper...
Wheres the end of ocean, I cant feel
I could beside, to beside...
beside... by your
Fuck what you say
Unless you talking you and me
I been looking for somebody
That could be up on my team
I just want a little love
And I keep racks
the count by Richard feel me
No designer sporting Filthy
Copped the truck i8 don't fit me
Big body Benz everybody think they somebody
Word to my nigga Slicky
chips
I tried to help em out out eat from my plate but that shit over with
Y'all turned me to a villain took my scars and turned to Joker with em
I smoke
Ho
I enjoy champagne and a box of chocolates
But not when I'm annoyed by a leaky faucet
When dinner is done, help me clean off the table
And promise
trapped inside an empty void
Somebody help me clear my mind
I feel alive but I'm numb inside
A type of feeling that I can't describe
Who knows if I'm dead
my peace within
Prada like I'm Sosa baby, hippie like I'm Jimmy Hendrix
God keep that light up on me, moving miles never inches
Universal knowledge got
I'm touching somebody else
Now I'm fuckin' somebody else
But go ahead and blame me if it helps
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