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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Beck
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paryo
Producer
Lyrics
I fuckin hate life, why you actin so excited
Music for myself, why you even wanna fight this
You could call me juice, all white and feelin righteous
She be pressin on my keys and she don't even type, shit
I could spread quicker than a goddamn virus
She smoke on a blunt, I don't even wanna light it
Treat me like a king, why you callin me your highness
I fuckin hate life, why you actin so excited
Am I just that lifeless
You can have her, she is not my type bitch
Y'all treat it like it's instagram, you tryna like this
I'm boutta knock my demons out like I'm tyson
Still I cannot find no clarity
Talkin to myself, thinkin I need therapy
And everytime I'm walkin in, they wanna stare at me
Cause that's what happens when you get that popularity
Tryna pray to god, when I got no faith
I'm lookin at myself, I don't got no face
I'm kissin on her lips, when she got no taste
I'm takin my time, cause it ain't no
I fuckin hate life, why you actin so excited
Music for myself, why you even wanna fight this
You could call me juice, all white and feelin righteous
She be pressin on my keys and she don't even type, shit
I could spread quicker than a goddamn virus
She smoke on a blunt, I don't even wanna light it
Treat me like a king, why you callin me your highness
I fuckin hate life, why you actin so excited
Written by: Colin Beck