JPEGMAFIA - FIX URSELF! lyrics

[Intro] Said, "Baby, it's all" And we're way on Say, "We'll all be feelin', we'll all be feelin', can you feel?" I'm so sad to be such a negative, a negative refugee This, uh, uh Oh, rub it, baby, oh, rub it, baby Ooh, rub it, I won't rub it, baby, I won't rub it, baby I won't rub it, baby, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yes [Verse 1] I'm alone, I'm at my best Talkin' that sh*t, come take my breath Fake thugs with their fantasy sets They always bury the best (Uh) My success killing all of my exes Stay on God when I move through text (Let's go) Tell me why you hate me (Huh) You ain't making' no profit Somebody can't get to the bag (Damn, damn, damn), sad (Shh) What is you doin', boo? How is you tryna makе it with no talent or cash? (For real) 2020, ni**as out herе with no clue, no plan, and no mask Damn [Chorus] I went from nothin' to s*uttin', it wasn't easy, babe Shoutout my b*tch and my husbands, I love y'all equally Every morning I body shame, I can't stand my face At the end of the day, I know your b*tch-ass ain't gon' fade Can't let these ni**as talk to me, no fu*kin' way It's so sad to me, these boys so make-believe Shoutout my refugees, my fans my family [Verse 2] It's so tragic, baby, who provided for you? You ain't got nothin' for me, crop that b*tch out my story, whoa Who the best? (Pssh) Took a reduction and made a mess (Yeah) Key ingredient was Sudafed I'll let you b*tch ni**as do the rest I love my baby like Trump loves Putin, in the deepest way (Yeah) My babies barely scratched the surface, there's a deeper state (Yeah) Even though you tried to give me top when I was not awake (Huh?) I know that ni**a ain't in the ground but he still dead to me She's still obsessed with me, it's real [Chorus] There's no need to fill a void when your past ain't fake Shoutout my b*tch and my husbands, y'all get hit equally Momma told me, "Shoot for the stars," so I aimed that way At the end of the day, I know your b*tch-ass ain't gon' fade Can't let these ni**as talk to me, no fu*kin' way It's so sad to me, these boys so make-believe Shoutout my refugees, my fans my family [Break] I'm way, I'm-I'm way too real for this sh*t You ni**as gotta get censored See, you gotta get censored 'cause they're gonna fu*k around and ruin a ni**a life (You know I'm ready) Puss, all of ya You know I'm ready, y'all make me nauseous (Yeah, yeah) I'm really black out here and y'all just performin' Nobody wants you and you can't absorb it I think they're scared of me, my b*tch is so gorgeous (Ah-ah) [Chorus] At the end of the day, I know your b*tch-ass ain't gon' fade (Yeah) Can't let these ni**as talk to me, no fu*kin' way (Yeah) It's so sad to me (For real), these boys so make-believe (Oh yeah) Shoutout my refugees (Let's go), my fans my family (Pssh), huh [Outro] Nasty, real nasty