Hella Mess

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[Intro] 'Ringe Yeah, ah [Verse 1: Sybyr] Praying for a feel while a year to come Nothing fucking special if you get in a damn coma, ah Fuck a normal sound, bitch, I'm currently in pain, aye I won't be alive if I don't sound like I'm in pain, aye 'Ringe makin' cringe, giving Hellys, make you sit, aye Wonder what the world would be if I was making sense, aye It don't fucking matter, not like I go makin' sense, aye Bitches stuck on old, that's okay, I'll melt the fence, aye Bitch, the name is 'Ringe, get it through your fuckin' skull, aye I will not go for it, this shit ain't a fuckin' note, aye Ran up outta topics, everything I say is boring, aye Not that I should care, 'cause my head already full, aye [Chorus: Sybyr] Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, yuh [Verse 2: Devin Will] Yeah, who are you? Talking shit, well, check your fucking neck CLVN rallies ruin lives and them shows are close to death Motherfucker, step back, we all know you ain't strapped And if your silly ass was, you'll still be giving us that Because we've been the fucking best and got proof to show it You play them songs all day, them lyrics bad, you know it If I make the pussy cry, we all let the money talk You a stalk, guarantee you make vagina dry Goddamn, that was a bummy track, but shit still stink Why everybody think they got the cleanest plates in the sink? If my fam is gonna eat then you gotta fucking think You the mans who forgot to open eyes when you blink, bitch [Chorus: Devin Will] Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye [Verse 3: shy] I been tryna fix myself for three years, man Every time I do, I just end up in tears, yeah If you wanna try and fix me, baby, that's 'kay But you'll throw your life away, you gonna throw your life away, yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh) Every time I pick the mic up, it just feels the same I wanna off myself with no damn restrain They told me "Wesley, you should stay inside your fucking lane" But I've done that so long, I think I'm goin' insane (Yeah, yeah) Why I don't get no hype? I don't know (Don't know) They told me they don't like that shit, it don't go (Don't go) And they don't like the music, they don't like the video (The video) But I just took it down, I don't care no more (I don't care no more) Why I only get hella plays on the weak shit? Y'all only gon' like it if I got a couple features Every time I come out my show, you don't talk You just want the shit where I claim I'm from the block Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: shy] Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, yeah Only 'cause I reach a certain type of newer stress, yeah Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, yeah Only 'cause I reach a certain type of newer stress, yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- shy
- Devin Will
- Sybyr