Juice WRLD - Admit Yourself (Documentary Intro) lyrics

Rex made the beat
So you know I gotta murder it
They act all tough, but in person
They be murmuring
And mumbling, pull a gun out
They get to stumbling, tumbling
And the chopper get to thundering
Shitting on all these haters, like
Where the plunger at? I'm excited
'cause now I can throw a party and all the
People that hated on me won't be invited
True Religion on me like
The Buddha, Indian style, i'm enlightened
I rеmember up in kindergartеn
The teacher told me I wouldn't be shit
And then she saw me play the piano and
Made all the other kids sea sick
Even though I got a couple
Demons, I'm still screaming out
"Thank Jesus"
Upside down pyramid on me just
To compliment the Jesus pieces
I was a fan of Yu-Gi-Oh
That's why I pull cards on these stupid hoes
Got a arrow, not a bullet, Cupid ho, ha, yeah
I pop Perc's to numb all the
Pain 'cause it hurt to live
I gotta take everything 'cause sometimes
It hurt to give
I make money even though sometimes
It don't make sense
Speaking of taking everything
It's time to take shit's on every single
Person that said I wouldn't do it
Every single person that said I was stupid
Every single person that said
I was that Netflix
Special, what's the name of the show? Ah
Clueless
But no, I ain't clueless, I got this
I'm on top so now nobody can top this
Now it's time to change the topic
I got a way with words
Like I'm running with a phonics book
In school I didn't do the homework
But I still got the subjects
Money ain't the object, money
Is the objective, gotta admit that
I'm successful, but I feel like my head
Sometimes a little dreadful
I grew up on rock, rap, heavy metal
Now I'm ridin' bikes, pedal to the metal
I don't even gotta pedal, it's a throttle
So excuse me these niggas faker than
Some optical illusions i be looking like
"What the fuck is you doing?"
You ain't getting money, you ain't changing
Shit, you ain't changing the world
You just stupid
Talkin' bout you crackin' cards
Selling drugs, killing niggas
And going hard
Watch a real nigga come and pull your card
Now you lookin' all scared
Finna piss yourself, shit yourself
You gotta admit yourself, you need some help
I gotta admit myself, I'm on these drugs
Feel like I can't save myself
Sometimes I wanna take myself and break
Myself, so I can reshape myself, huh
Nobody ever felt the pain I felt
So I share it put it out to the whole world
I ain't embarrassed
Bunch of these niggas is my sons
I apologize to 'em cause I been a bad parent
Don't try me 'cause I'm not the one
See I won't even count to two
And for all you racist, white motherfuckers
You got bullied by a jigaboo, Jones
I'm at your home with a gun to your dome
Or I'm your home puttin' dick in her dome
I'm talkin' about your mum, I'm sorry
I'm disrespectful, so I beg for your pardon
But now I ain't beggin' for shit
I gotta say that at the beginning
Before I even get started