"Goodbye" lyrics
I feel like I live on the edge of a knife blade
I've been waking up to nice days, then I get out of bed and the sky's gray
Make fried eggs that I waste
Like why the fuck I wanna cry? I got a Lamborghini I could drive
I got a big house, 4 perfect dogs and a girl that'll be my wife
Too many years of addiction, I'm cooked, all of the Ativan pills that I took
Plus all of the pressure of hiding depression from all the people that look
I hate every single song I ever made but everyone says in the goat
That shit's a joke, sound like my folks, only good song I ever made was "Ghost"
I gotta rewind, my mental health is in a decline
I've been walking through hell, I got 3rd degree burns and the bodies on fire are knee high
This ain't a fall off, this is me jumping intentionally
This is the last middle finger I'm ever gonna give to haters who mentioning me
Make sure my momma knows I made it
Make sure my baby gets a bag
Tell all my haters that I hate them
And give the lambo to my dad
See, that's the thing bout being famous
Yeah, the fame don't ever last
You see the world from a spaceship
And then eventually it crash
I feel like I live in the land of the black clouds when I wake up, till I pass out The voice in my head said he wished I was dead, he on max loud and won't back down
Like why the fuck I wanna die? something like fifty number ones are mine
Dawg I'm a millionaire, I'm 35, my life is beautiful, why can't I smile?
Put too many beers in my body, I'm done
Too many tears, I was falling in love
Too many years of abuse, just look at the damage the trauma has done
I hate how I look in my videos, everyone yelling at me that they love me
I think my hair thin, got bad skin and overall just fucking ugly
I gotta rewind, need me time, gotta go to sleep and let the dream die
Gotta give them everything I got until I'm out of energy and I bleed dry
This ain't a fall off, this is me jumping intentionally
This is the last middle finger I'm ever gonna give to haters who mentioning me
Make sure my momma knows I made it
Make sure my baby gets a bag
Tell all my haters that I hate them
And give the lambo to my dad
See, that's the thing bout being famous
Yeah, the fame don't ever last
You see the world from a spaceship
And then eventually it crash
You don't got to feel bad for me, mama
I saw the top now I'm coming back
Don't gotta worry about me, nah nah
I just feel bad for all of my fans
Cause baby I'm tired of breaking my neck
Tell everybody goodbye, I love them to death
Make sure my momma knows I made it
Make sure my baby gets a bag
Tell all my haters that I hate them
And give the lambo to my dad
See, that's the thing bout being famous
Yeah, the fame don't ever last
You see the world from a spaceship
And then eventually it crash
I've been waking up to nice days, then I get out of bed and the sky's gray
Make fried eggs that I waste
Like why the fuck I wanna cry? I got a Lamborghini I could drive
I got a big house, 4 perfect dogs and a girl that'll be my wife
Too many years of addiction, I'm cooked, all of the Ativan pills that I took
Plus all of the pressure of hiding depression from all the people that look
I hate every single song I ever made but everyone says in the goat
That shit's a joke, sound like my folks, only good song I ever made was "Ghost"
I gotta rewind, my mental health is in a decline
I've been walking through hell, I got 3rd degree burns and the bodies on fire are knee high
This ain't a fall off, this is me jumping intentionally
This is the last middle finger I'm ever gonna give to haters who mentioning me
Make sure my momma knows I made it
Make sure my baby gets a bag
Tell all my haters that I hate them
And give the lambo to my dad
See, that's the thing bout being famous
Yeah, the fame don't ever last
You see the world from a spaceship
And then eventually it crash
I feel like I live in the land of the black clouds when I wake up, till I pass out The voice in my head said he wished I was dead, he on max loud and won't back down
Like why the fuck I wanna die? something like fifty number ones are mine
Dawg I'm a millionaire, I'm 35, my life is beautiful, why can't I smile?
Put too many beers in my body, I'm done
Too many tears, I was falling in love
Too many years of abuse, just look at the damage the trauma has done
I hate how I look in my videos, everyone yelling at me that they love me
I think my hair thin, got bad skin and overall just fucking ugly
I gotta rewind, need me time, gotta go to sleep and let the dream die
Gotta give them everything I got until I'm out of energy and I bleed dry
This ain't a fall off, this is me jumping intentionally
This is the last middle finger I'm ever gonna give to haters who mentioning me
Make sure my momma knows I made it
Make sure my baby gets a bag
Tell all my haters that I hate them
And give the lambo to my dad
See, that's the thing bout being famous
Yeah, the fame don't ever last
You see the world from a spaceship
And then eventually it crash
You don't got to feel bad for me, mama
I saw the top now I'm coming back
Don't gotta worry about me, nah nah
I just feel bad for all of my fans
Cause baby I'm tired of breaking my neck
Tell everybody goodbye, I love them to death
Make sure my momma knows I made it
Make sure my baby gets a bag
Tell all my haters that I hate them
And give the lambo to my dad
See, that's the thing bout being famous
Yeah, the fame don't ever last
You see the world from a spaceship
And then eventually it crash
