Artist: Rittz f/ Candice Freeman Album: Top of the Line Song: I'm No Good Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Rittz] Yeah... Sometimes I just get fuckin pissed off I just get sick of all this bullshit [Rittz] Shit's sad growin up in the gutter But I met a lot of kids wanna be like I am It's weird, people see you on the come up Think you happy with some money but I'm mean and I'm pissed My girlfriend knows that I love her But I mentally abuse her and I treat her like shit We both suicidal, she a cutter All I do is self-loathe, what's the reason I live? Bunch of empty liquor bottles in the cupboard Lyin to each other like "Next week we'll quit" Get drunk, make a straw out a dollar But it's okay, it's only cocaine, not meth My family lookin at me like a fuck up And they're right and I don't want to disappoint my twin I pray one day I'll recover But it's like I'm tryin to schedule an appointment with the devil, Lord knows I don't wanna die so I'm beggin, prayin "Help me please" I lie like I'm coverin for someone With anxiety and I ain't got no self-esteem Lot of people gonna wanna tell me shut up Cause they got it way worse, I'm a selfish piece of shit, make a motherfucker wonder what it's gonna take for me to change mentally Bags underneath my eyes cause I live too fast Grey hairs on my beard, feelin like I can't breathe if I don't take a pill so I'm always on a Xan Drink a bottle every night, I feel I'm doin damage to my liver, I ain't ever been this fat and disgusting I don't wanna rap, I wanna nap on my love-seat I ain't sayin this to get no pity, I'm just feelin shitty Lookin like a piece of metal rusting and trust me [Chorus: Rittz] + (Candice Freeman) Cause I don't really like... The person I've become... This isn't who I thought I would turn into when I was young But now I'm grown and they say I'm no good (no good) no good (no good) No good (no good) I'm just a drug addict drunk I'm no good (no good) no good (no good) No good (no good) they say I need to turn my life around [Rittz] I don't know, maybe I'm a hater I'm supposed to write a rap but I hate rap now Stop breathin when I'm sleepin then I wake up Still in my clothes, can't remember how I passed out Lately I'm an angry drunk and I'm afraid I might've been a dick, best friend's gettin cussed out But fuck it then I guess I'll find out later what I done, 'nother hungover day bummed out True shit, I ain't no exaggerator Nose bleedin, tryin to act like I ain't sniff shit People think they're motivatin me to take up a different lifestyle, fuck them and their Fitbit They just wanna help out but don't appreciate uh Cause they love me and they don't wanna see me die young Every day I'm dissapointin my creator I've been strugglin to get up out the hole I dug Lately I've been switchin over to the vapor Chain smokin Newports hole-punched my lungs I can see my future and it's plain as day my girl cryin to the operator, callin 9-1-1 I tour, blessed to be an entertainer Been spendin months away from home, there's nothin I find fun Signed a record deal, I love the record label Three albums later, underrated when it's my time come Couldn't afford a tour bus so I went and bought a van There's no money sellin records so I gotta tour again I don't wanna bore the fans so I bought a couple lights plus some background singers but I can't afford a band Jealous of these rich rappers and the money that they make I was up outside of Chili's havin lunch and a lame started rootin for his team on the screen When I see happy people wanna punch 'em in the face, I'm ashamed [Chorus] [Outro: Rittz] Yeah, ya-ya-ya-uh Ya-ya-ya-ya-FUCK! Fuck it