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freakymafiacult - gaslight myself lyrics

[chorus]
wake up in the morning, i gas light myself
the walls closing in, i’m screaming for help
i got sh+t to say, ain’t n0body to tell
i’m proving sh+t right that ain’t even real
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?

[verse 1]
i heard that that fat feel like percocet feel
if ain’t on ig then isn’t it real?
ain’t a part of my story if it ain’t a reel
loop myself flipping out like i’m jaleel
i could go off but i’m gon chill
freaky got will like uncle phil
freaky gon feel how he gon feel
i’m ready to get to it, its straight drop
no matter what cory in the k+pop
k!lling, i got k!ll, can’t stop
all you some jerks, handjobs
all the mic, freaky the king of pop
i feel a lot of sh+t so i gotta enema
suicidal but i know i can’t end it all
same time i know it go in by tomorrow
each store is a motion and i was the mall
all day long i can stare at the wall
i know exactly which spirit to call
i know exactly what spirit to call
i started to tax and they never call
under attack, but i never fall
i’m under a tack, i’m pinned to a wall
i know that i been on kanye’s mood board
[chorus]
wake up in the morning, i gas light myself
the walls closing in, i’m screaming for help
i got sh+t to say, ain’t n0body to tell
i’m proving sh+t right that ain’t even real
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?

[verse 2]
really can’t go, how i’m gon feel
you in the field but its a corn field
i’mma let em live but was born to k!ll
can’t n0body give me any consejos
freaky gon carry, you know it’s concealed
if freaky gon sip, you know it was sealed
one thing i know your sick of your [?]
speaking that spanglish like my name was [?]
mama used to say “kia puta ego”
freaky ten, f+ck ten from the free throw
ain’t gon pretend like i like your single
think that i’m pac, hanging out the window
police pull me over [?]
please officer shoot me in the face ten fold
take a selfie with a gun to my temple
i know it’s hard to bob to my tempo
[chorus]
wake up in the morning, i gas light myself
the walls closing in, i’m screaming for help
i got sh+t to say, ain’t n0body to tell
i’m proving sh+t right that ain’t even real
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?
if i prove it’s right then how it ain’t real?

- freakymafiacult lyrics

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