Help Myself - Intellectual

[Intro]

I can't help myself

I can't help myself (oooh)

He-ey, (Hey! Hey!) he-ey (Hey! Hey!)

He-ey!

Don’t get in your feelings, I know how you’re feeling

Can’t help that I’m pimping. Addicted to

Money, and women, and Benjamin’s

And bad decisions

I’ll rip my heart straight out my chest and give it to you if I could

But I can’t. So don’t even think

Oop, you thought. That’s yo’ fault

Take that loss and bounce back, back, back, (Back, Back)

How the f*** Imma focus on you if I’m focused on Ra-ra-racks

Don’t get in your feelings, I know how you’re feeling

Can’t help that I’m pimping. Addicted to

Money, and women, and Benjamin’s

And bad decisions

Sometimes...

Why I always find sex when I try to find myself?

Why am I never satisfied? Why am I depressed?

Why you always FaceTiming? You know I like to text

Why I feel I’m drowning and just floating in regret (huh?)

Why when we’re giving up, why can’t I get enough?

Why am I like this?

Why am I sensitive? Why are we enemies? Why we fight like this?

This is my tendencies. This is our chemistry. Should we call it quits?

Why be in denial when we both know this is the risk I guess (Dad)