Myself" I just wanna myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna feel I just wanna myself I just feel myself I just wanna myself I wanna feel myself Rich boy Champagne 8 habits 18 book, cash it Puddles, bitches I wanna feel myself for a minute I a guy I can climb like Everest God etiquette, therapy He don't gotta be to and lips, intelligent You telling me I too loud Got too many shoes too Saying we should the check If you ain't got diamonds then it's to jet I just feel myself I just wanna myself I just feel myself I just wanna feel I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna feel 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 me up at 8 with 18 flowers Bulgari box home at the manor Love you more than your 8 ball Foreclose the pussy you close that bar Penthouse pavement girl panic [screaming] (what do you mean are no more diamonds?) Love you more than 8 ball habit You telling me I dress too Got too shoes too count Saying we should split the If you ain't got then it's time to jet I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself I just feel myself I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna feel Ok this is the part where I talk myself right? So after my daddy got uhmm you know [?] everything Got up for a while I was 14 and I decided you know [?] I was gonna home And be a [?] a or whatever And uhm [?] like numerous failed Bad TV shows, bad record deal, bad And I have to Hollywood to be a big star And ended up living in these On sunset boulevard you know 30 a night really run down And I would go to these stores at the weekends To try out these clothes things I could never afford Practicing for when I was gonna be You bad boyfriend, no money, no life And it hit me What the fuck am I doing my life? I just feel myself I just feel myself I just feel myself I just wanna feel I wanna feel myself I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself