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diyoute - in my head lyrics

[intro]
yea, yeah
all in my head, diyoute
yeahhhh, yeah yeah
in my head, in my head
ahhhh

[hook: diyoute]
what’s going on
in my mind, in my mind
i’m not fine
what’s going on
in my brain, i can’t explain
feel i’m going insane
what’s going on
in my mind, in my mind
i’m not fine
what’s going on
in my brain, i can’t explain
feel i’m going insane, yeah

[verse 1: diyoute]
they see me smile everyday (aiy)
but only me feel my pain (pain)
can’t say what i want to say (nah)
i feel i’m going insane (yea, yeah)
sometimes i think of homicide (yeah)
most times i think of suicide (i do)
but when i see aiyden by me side (yeah)
i just break down and start to cry (i do this for aiyden)
n0body know what i feel in my heart (n0body knows, nah nah)
n0body notice i’m falling apart (n0body notice i’m falling apart)
if you could see my soul all you would see is black (yeah)
i try to let go but i’m falling apart (yeah)
don’t say i didn’t warn y’all (nah)
everything’s gonna fall down (yeah)
minds out of this world now (yeah)
i don’t even wanna see girls now (skruu)
sometimes i wanna go back (ye)
to when i went off track (na, nah)
my mind’s not intact (yea, yeah)
i just wanna relax (hey, oh)

[verse 2: king dova]
i might need some strong -ss kush
to clear up my head
i got too much b-tches in my life
just eating my bread
‘yeah man’ sh-t is getting f-cked up so
i bout a tec, f-ck n-ggas are calling on my name i’ll shoot out your head
life gets f-cked up every day
so i keep my gun just in case
you get one shot but in ur face
to put you right down in a grave
my head’s f-cked up can’t you see?
my head’s f-cked up so don’t f-ck wit me
i’ll do you like shady did mgk
life is a game but we don’t play
you won’t understand what’s in my brain
can’t k!ll a dog, would k!ll a man first
i got a new b-tch she said that i’m cursed
looked at that b-tch like that b-tch got some nerve
told her get out , you get on my nerves
i only need dollars i don’t need your words
my n-ggas be smoking pounds of herbs
i don’t make jokes with clowns and nerds
i look at diyoute like ‘the f-ck is the word?’
a boy f-ck round man clap them birds
fake n-ggas talk nouns, we talk them verbs
my head’s all gone but my crown works
a big time boss, a boss got work
make one sound, you’ll sound your he-rs-
y’all n-ggas going down, down like dirt
life is a b-tch, that’s why it hurt
life gets bad that’s i get worse

- diyoute lyrics

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