Lyrics I Ain't Feeling Better - guccihighwaters

They try to copy, I don't really see the point though
If you were me, you'd stab yourself right in the torso
The reason I ain't done it yet is 'cause I'm fucking used to this
Sober feels sedated like I popped a fucking Ruphylin
Fuck, now my head hurt, I ain't feeling better
I'm feeling deader, I'm tied down like I'm tethered
And if I had a Glock, I would aim it at my ceiling
And if I could feel shit, I would be in my feelings
I guess my time's not up 'cause my heart is still beating
My lungs still work, I'm surprised I'm still breathing
Reaper's swinging scythes in my face, tryna tease me
Bitch, I'm deceased, yeah, but the top still please me
I think she like me, hold up, I wouldn't like me
We are the same, bitch, hatreds very likely
Have a lotta bands, that's why my wrist is icy
Do you feel my pain? Pour some Henny in the iced tea
She said she wanna die with me
But, baby, I promise you don't wanna die like me
Die with me, I'm so selfish, baby
Fuck, I think I'm losing myself again, again, no
Fuck that sad shit, put that ass right in my face
Oh shit, you got a man, well, he gon' catch the fade
Well, if this shit get outta hand, then you know I got my blade
But regardless of that, just put that pussy on my face
Put that shit right on my face
Put that shit right on my face
Fuck, now my head hurt, I ain't feeling better
I'm feeling deader, I'm tied down like I'm tethered
And if I had a Glock, I would aim it at my ceiling
And if I could feel shit, I would be in my feelings
I guess my time's not up 'cause my heart is still beating
My lungs still work, I'm surprised I'm still breathing
Reaper's swinging scythes in my face, tryna tease me
Bitch, I'm deceased, yeah, but the top still please me