Myself" I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I just feel myself I just wanna myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself I wanna feel myself Rich boy glasses 8 ball 18 book, cash it Puddles, bitches I just feel myself for a minute I want a guy I can like Everest God etiquette, real He don't gotta be to and lips, intelligent You telling me I dress too Got too many too count Saying we split the check If you ain't got diamonds it's time to jet I just wanna myself I just feel myself I just wanna feel I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself I just wanna myself I just wanna myself First class, Monogram, up, got a crew cup Like the room up, me I want a guy a rich boy standards Handsome, has it, want it, it Pick me up at 8 18 flowers Bulgari box back at the manor Love you more than your 8 ball Foreclose the pussy when you that bar Penthouse pavement poor girl [screaming] (what do you mean there are no diamonds?) Love you more than 8 ball habit You me I dress too loud Got too many shoes too Saying we split the check If you ain't got diamonds it's time to jet I just wanna feel I just wanna myself I just wanna myself I just feel myself I just wanna myself I just feel myself I just feel myself I just wanna feel Ok this is the part where I talk about right? So after my daddy got you know [?] lost everything Got locked up for a I was 14 and I decided you know [?] I was gonna home And be a [?] a or whatever And uhm [?] like numerous attempts Bad TV shows, bad record deal, bad And I moved to Hollywood to be a big star And ended up living in these On sunset you know 30 dollars a night really run down And I would go to these clothing at the weekends To try out beautiful clothes things I could never afford Practicing for I was gonna be rich You know bad boyfriend, no money, no And it hit me What the fuck am I doing with my I just wanna feel I just feel myself I just feel myself I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna feel I just wanna feel I just feel myself