Luclover - HELPLESS lyrics
[Luclover - HELPLESS lyrics]
Oh woah oh woah
Oh woah got me feeling like-dead for me
Feelin' selfish oh
Fake friends coming on & on
I can't fuck with you, you on & off (Oh)
Got me thinking that you lost without, uh
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it (Oh)
You tryna fuck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that
Tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really
Bout to lose ya
I done really lost somе family
Members from the dеath trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask
Me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone
I'm falling feeling helpless
Pop a pill now something don't feel right
I've been feeling so out of mind
Feeling so out of sight
But the devil telling me that ima be alright
I feel like ima die tonight
Know that he like to lie
Man this bitch I swear to god
That she the death of me
Narcotics that's I've been taking
It ain't helping me
All these motherfucking thots
Moving selfishly
Her love taken out my life would
Be the end of me but I can't lie along the
Way I made some enemies
And fuck friends to the end you my frienemy
I'm cracked down to the pot
It ain't meant to be
Got a Youngin feeling hot
You ain't meant for me
Up in California smoking all the Doja
You ain't hold it down and
Do what you supposed to
Lamborghini I skirt off inside the roadster
I was meant to win this
Life yeah I was chosen
Fake friends coming on & on
I can't fuck with you, you on & off (Oh)
Got me thinking that you lost without, uh
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it (Oh)
You tryna fuck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that
Tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really
Bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family
Members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask
Me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone
I'm falling feeling helpless
Oh woah got me feeling like-dead for me
Feelin' selfish oh
Fake friends coming on & on
I can't fuck with you, you on & off (Oh)
Got me thinking that you lost without, uh
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it (Oh)
You tryna fuck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that
Tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really
Bout to lose ya
I done really lost somе family
Members from the dеath trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask
Me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone
I'm falling feeling helpless
Pop a pill now something don't feel right
I've been feeling so out of mind
Feeling so out of sight
But the devil telling me that ima be alright
I feel like ima die tonight
Know that he like to lie
Man this bitch I swear to god
That she the death of me
Narcotics that's I've been taking
It ain't helping me
All these motherfucking thots
Moving selfishly
Her love taken out my life would
Be the end of me but I can't lie along the
Way I made some enemies
And fuck friends to the end you my frienemy
I'm cracked down to the pot
It ain't meant to be
Got a Youngin feeling hot
You ain't meant for me
Up in California smoking all the Doja
You ain't hold it down and
Do what you supposed to
Lamborghini I skirt off inside the roadster
I was meant to win this
Life yeah I was chosen
Fake friends coming on & on
I can't fuck with you, you on & off (Oh)
Got me thinking that you lost without, uh
Sentimental type of love with us, oh
I've been feeling so trapped in my head
Can't get out of my bed
Man this feeling I don't wanna fight it (Oh)
You tryna fuck with my friends
Man it feel like the end
Feel like I'm not enough if I'm honest
That's if we speaking bout the truth, oh
Porsche Panamera taking off the roof, oh
They can't see me in that
Tinted type of coupe, oh
Something telling me I'm really
Bout to lose ya
I done really lost some family
Members from the death trip
Devil on my left shoulder ask
Me what's my death wish
Light Yagami I write on & on in my death list
Demon bitch pop on my phone
I'm falling feeling helpless