I Wanna Be Romanticized

Book the first-class flight, fly me anywhere

Making sure it's somewhere far away, awake me when we land

I never thought that I would be a millionaire

Never in my life

On the verge of suicide, I told the world it's you or I

I have two sides

One that wants to see you all thrive and one that wants to see you die

Fancy cars and fancy homes

Wrecked and abandoned, now you're regretting that loan

Money on my mind, I lost track of time

Tried to spend it all in one night, now I'm broke until I've died

Came home late night, yeah

Huggin' on my parents tight, told me that they missed me

Followed by another fight, wait

Facebook, 'Gram likes, "How you doin' on the mic?"

"How you doin' on the road?" I ain't tryna tour no more

Fuckin' all these hoes only left me with a bigger hole

Popping pills every night, rotten on the inside

Pain covered red eyes, don't know how to get by

All they see is dollar signs (All they see is dollar signs)

Scott done got itemized, manifested suicide