I'm so sick of my life
I could die anytime
Same old shit
Lows and highs
I could die anytime
But I wanna feel something
First things first
Put these bitches in a hearse
I'm in my bag and I don't know what you've heard
But I, I don't need any fakeness
What's my middle name, bitch?
One more tick to get off my bucket list
Might fuck Brad Pitt, just for the thrill of it
'Cause I, I'm always down to fantasize (fantasize)
Anything to get it off my mind
I'm so sick of my life
I could die anytime
Same old shit
Lows and highs
I could die anytime
But I wanna feel something
Grown ass men trynna tell me what to do
I'm a grown ass girl
And I ain't gotta prove it to ya
And no they don't like it when I'm vocal, antisocial
I'm tired of being broke
I'm tired of being lonely
Tired of coming home
Feeling like I'm slowly dying
I don't wanna waste my time (I don't wanna waste my time)
Anything to get it off my mind
I'm so sick of my life
I could die anytime
Same old shit (same old shit)
Lows and highs (lows and highs)
I could die (I could die) anytime
But I wanna feel-, hehehe
I'm so sick of my life
I could die anytime
Same old shit
Lows and highs
I could die anytime
But I wanna feel something
But I wanna feel something
But I wanna feel something
But I wanna feel something
