Note To Self

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I hate when people say, "I hope you're doing well"

When I'm not, sorry that I'm such a fuck-up

I love the way we kiss and tell

When you talk, I'm thinking 'bout how I would fuck you

Baby, I would love to bend you over and grab you by the hip

Love you down, spread your legs, spread your lips

Goddamn it, I'm him, ****

I'm that rich young ****, who the fuck is Dream?

Short-hair, long-dick jigga rocking anything

Once I hit that four-leaf clover

Heartbreak kid turned to heartbreak soldier

Shit ain't been the same since I died in October

White Range Rover, but my bitch Black

If you see my bank account, you'd have a heart attack

Goddamn it, I'm him, ****, yeah

I wanna kill myself

I wanna kill myself

I wanna kill myself

I wanna kill myself

Ooh

Note to self, ooh (Yeah, ah)

When I wake up

Look inside the mirror, I can't recognize my face, love

Last week, bought a new crib and it's looking very spacious

Tryna make it in the world, they trying to erase us

Motherfuck the industry and fuck all of that

Alright, I'ma ride 'til I die

Bite my tongue, keep my eyes low, locked on the prize

Alright, I put in work to survive

But **** don't care if I'm dead or alive

Alright, tryna find peace in my life

In God's country, but we still had a hell of a night

Alright, I can pick the truth from the lies

Watch your back 'cause these **** like wolves in disguise

I wrote a letter to know me better

To build trust and break walls, expose the vendetta

To help cope, raise hope, and keep us together

And maybe we can find some, make it, oh