Little pretty hell

I love livin' in my little pretty hell
I love livin' in my little pretty hell
I love livin' in my little pretty hell
Ask me how I'm doin', yeah I'm doin' well

I always say that it's the last time
I know it never be the last time
Yeah, I'ma ride out to the sunshine
I'm hopin' every day I just die
Now I'm really out here all by myself
I'm off all these drugs, I probably need some help
Ask me how I'm doin', yeah I'm doin' well
I love livin' in my little pretty hell
I love livin' in my little pretty hell
I love livin' in my little pretty hell
Ask me how I'm doin', yeah I'm doin' well
I love livin' in my little pretty hell

If I'm off some drugs, it's just 'cause I'm depressed
The reaper comin' for me, tat her on my flesh
Drugs got me sniffin', got me sneezin', I feel blessed
It's your boy, lil death, I ain't never pass no drug test
I got killers for all the pain
I'm lookin' pretty while I'm lyin' in the flames
My baby with me, yeah, she tryna keep me sane
See me out here with my gang
You can't see them but I know they there
Canadian like drake, but I don't take care
Why they tryna talk? I ain't tryna hear
See I just do what I wanna
I be fucked up like I was a comma