G-Eazy - Wanna Be Myself (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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G-Eazy - Wanna Be Myself (en) Lyrics
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I just wanna do these drugs tonight
'cause I just wanna be myself
I forgot how to be myself
I just really miss myself
I just wanna do these drugs tonight 'cause
I just wanna be myself (Yeah)
I forgot how to be myself (Uh)
I just really miss myself (Somebody
asked me, yeah)
Somebody asked me, "What do you
have outside of music that
really makes you happy?"
I thought about it and I
ain't have no answer
I started this shit ten years ago,
it was just me and my manager
On the road, doin' any shows, we
was fillin' up this calendar
But Matty's married now and it's
a whole 'nothеr chapter
While I'm in Gerryland, I'm still
hеre wildin' as a bachelor
Woke up next to a stranger, what's
her name? I had to ask her
She prolly thinks I got it all, but
it's pain behind this laughter
Hungover the mornin' after, close
my drapes, make it blackout
Tryna put the pieces together from
last night when I blacked out
On LSD, had a convo with my brother,
it brought a lot up
See I don't ever take the uniform
off, and now I'm clocked out
I forgot how to be myself, yeah
I just really miss myself (Yeah)
Comin' down in my room all
alone listenin' to Mac
Last time he text me, I was fucked
up, forgot I didn't hit him back
Wish I could have spoken up, man,
I just want my brother back
But I mean, who am I to talk, bro?
I'm still livin' like that
They'll never understand what
it's like to be a artist
Make some shit I don't feel, yes
men tell me it's the hardest
They just wanna keep their jobs, stay
on my good side, keep their office
Keep us on the road, and no
commission or the profits
Now everything is peachy,
and yeah, I feel Avicii
Fifty thousand watchin' me, but
I swear don't nobody see me
But it's rich people problems, it's
stamps all in my passport
My mama tellin' me that, "This
is everything you asked for"
What you want?
I forgot how to be myself
(How to be myself)
I just really miss myself
(Great mind, great mind)
My anxiety increases the
higher that I climb
I thought this shit would get
easier, easier with time
I'm happy in my mind, but at
least I tell myself that
Guess I'm damaged goods,
I cannot help that
Drugs take the edge off, hide
inside my comfort zone
Different girl every night,
but worry I'ma die alone
Me against the world, can't decide
now what side I'm on
Miss my family but act like
I can't even dial a phone
Cheated on my girl, I felt like
shit, and then I sped off
Crept in the crib quiet,
shower, took my YSL off
She woke up, grab my dick, I couldn't
help it, had to get off
And if she gave me head, felt like
I wanna blow my head off
Think everybody cheats, everybody will
Everybody leaves, but these
drugs never will
I know that sounds fucked up,
but in the end, it's real
'Til I'm lost on a bender askin'
myself can I chill
This scale here will measure, five
hundred pounds of pressure
The only thing to alleviate it
is a stash in the dresser
Illuminate my ugly, you really
sure you love me?
You deserve to know the truth, decide
now what you think of me
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