[Produced by SwineLord, Taz Taylor & MayeniacBeats] [Verse] They make me hate myself, Lil B Get home from a long day, finally free Turn on the TV and then I see me Paparazzi always get my bad side They leave an empty shell and take my pride It feels like a part of me just died No happiness left, feel like suicide Open my pill box to see what's inside Need to pop a xanax bar to go to sleep Pa** out, no more countin' sheep Wake up, pop another pill, I'm in deep Three days, haven't gotten out of bed One of these days I'm gonna wake up dead f** that, snort a few lines instead Feel like a failure, chasing that last high Got a text from my fam, don't reply Get high to hide from the lows Drink some lean so my heart slows Call up the plug, blood drippin' from the nose Need somethin' better, somethin' stronger Can't take the withdrawal any longer Blow all my money, black ski mask to get it back Need more funds, need another rack Blow another pound, steal another stack I'm a fiend, onto better things, h**n Sometimes I blackout an' wake up in heaven Now it just makes my skin crawl Shoot up all the time, permanent drawl My family don't recognise me, what have I become? Feel so low, need more codeine to make me numb Living on the streets, dodging the blue No energy to go on a “shopping spree” Withdrawal brings more depression to me Constant itching, my brain rotten What's my name I feel like I've forgotten But I haven't forgotten that first high That happiness so good I want to cry Steal the tip jar while the cashier not lookin' Hit up the plug, he got somethin' cookin' Finally got my hands on that powder Shoot up, everything get louder Push a little harder on the syringe f** a little, I'mma binge But somethings not right Hands clasped tight I've lost sight Not alright Gone [Outro] Born a king Die like a rockstar Born a king Die like a rockstar Born a king Die like a rockstar Una vez que el juego ha terminado La reina y el peón vuelven A la misma caja