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Lyrics

[Chorus] Why you always hatin'? And you started for attention I be off the percs, oh my god, can't pay attention She likes me, she wants me [Verse 1] But I don't know if you would date me Lately everybody around me, they hate me Feelin' like I'm trapped in a box like a toy Figurine, oh my god, they hate me Oh my god, I can't take it, they finna break me Boy, he a moor, look like a dork I'm too much, sick to my guts Today I'm finna cry-high Today I'm finna cry-high You, wishin' for a wishin' well I'm inside a pit feelin' deeper than hell I can't even make it up I know that you're offers, I'm finna takе it up [Chorus] Why you always hatin'? And you started for attention I be off thе percs, oh my god, can't pay attention She likes me, she wants me [Verse 2] She wants me, she wants me Feelin' like I'm trapped in a box (Figurine) Oh my god, they hate me Oh my god, I can't take it, they finna break me (Break-Break me) Look like a dork I'm too much, sick to my guts Today I'm finna cry-high Today I'm finna cry-high (I can't feel a thing) [Outro] (Because that's the way-) Today I'm finna cry-high (-it's meant to be)