| I know, I know, I know, I know, know
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, know
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| I, I know it, I know it
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| The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the darkest
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| Today, I seriously thought about killing you
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| I contemplated, premeditated murder
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| And I think about killing myself
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| And I love myself way more than I love you, so...
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| Today, I thought about killing you, premeditated murder
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| You'd only care enough to kill somebody you love
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| The most beautiful thoughts are always inside the darkest
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| (Mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhmm)
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| Just say it out loud to see how it feels
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| People say, "Don't say this, don't say that"
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| Just say it out loud, just to see how it feels
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| Weigh all the options, nothing's off the table
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| Today I thought about killing you, premeditated murder
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| I think about killing myself
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| And I, I love myself way more than I love you
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| The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the darkest
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| (Mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhm—mhmm)
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| I think this is the part where I'm supposed to say somethin' good
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| To compensate it so it doesn't come off bad
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| But sometimes I think really bad things
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| Really, really, really bad things
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| And I love myself way more than I love you
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| See, if I was tryin' to relate it to more people
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| I'd probably say I'm struggling with loving myself
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| Because that seems like a common theme
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| But that's not the case here
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| I love myself way more than I love you
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| And I think about killing myself
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| So, best believe, I thought about killing you today
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| Premeditated murder
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| I called up my loved ones, I called up my cousins
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| I called up the Muslims, said I'm 'bout to go dumb
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| Get so bright, it's no sun, get so loud, I hear none
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| Screamed so loud, got no lungs, hurt so bad, I go numb
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| Time to bring in the drums, that prrt-pu-pu-pum
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| Set the NewTone on 'em, set the nuke off on 'em
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| I need Coke with no rum, I taste coke on her tongue
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| I don't joke with no one, they'll say he die so young
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| I done had a bad case of too many bad days
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| Got too many bad traits, used the floor for ashtrays
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| I don't do shit halfway, I'ma clear the cache
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| I'ma make my name last, put that on my last name
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| It's a different type of rules that we obey
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| Ye, Ye, Ye season, nigga, we Old Bay
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| We was all born to die, nigga DOA
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| Niggas say they hero, mhm, I don't see no cape
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| Mhm, I don't see no, mhm, yeah, I don't see no, mhm, mhm
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| If I wasn't shinin' so hard, wouldn't be no shade
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| Buckwheat ass nigga, it's 'gon be otay
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| Young nigga shit, nigga, we don't age
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| I thought I was past my Deebo ways
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| Even when I went broke, I ain't break
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| How you gon' hate? |
| Nigga, we go way back
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| To when I had the braids and you had the wave cap
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| Drop a pimp of the fade and I'm on my way ASAP
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| Don't get socked in the mouth, you know homie don't play that
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| Pay the fire marshal bill 'cause this shit done got way packed
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| They wanna see me go ape (ape, ape)
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| All you gotta do is speak on Ye
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| All you gotta do is speak on Ye
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| Don't get your tooth chipped like Frito-Lay |