Myself" I just wanna feel I just wanna myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna feel I just wanna myself I just wanna feel I just wanna myself I just wanna feel Rich boy glasses 8 ball 18 Check book, it Puddles, bitches I just feel myself for a minute I want a guy I can climb like God etiquette, real He don't be to cleverest Hips and lips, You telling me I too loud Got too many shoes too Saying we should split the If you got diamonds then it's time to jet I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself First class, Monogram, Suit up, got a cup the room up, gets me I want a guy with a rich boy Handsome, has it, it, have it Pick me up at 8 18 flowers Bulgari box back home at the Love you more your 8 ball habit the pussy when you close that bar Penthouse pavement girl panic [screaming] (what do you mean there are no diamonds?) Love you more than 8 ball habit You me I dress too loud Got too shoes too count Saying we should the check If you ain't got then it's time to jet I just feel myself I just feel myself I just wanna myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna feel Ok this is the part I talk about myself right? So after my daddy got uhmm you [?] lost everything Got locked up for a I was 14 and I you know [?] I was gonna leave home And be a [?] a somebody or And uhm [?] like numerous attempts Bad TV shows, bad deal, bad everything And I have to Hollywood to be a big star And ended up living in motels On sunset boulevard you know 30 a night really run down And I would go to these clothing at the weekends To try out these beautiful clothes things I could afford Practicing for when I was gonna be You know bad boyfriend, no money, no And it hit me What the am I doing with my life? I just wanna myself I just wanna myself I just wanna feel I just wanna feel I wanna feel myself I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna feel