Zeros

Why do I do the things I love to do? Why do you do the things you love to do? Why do all my vices look like heroes? I can play the game, but for how long? I don't got no prices, only zeros I can't love myself (Myself) at all I want a big coat with the Prada on the sleeve Some Rick Owens on my feet I hope my mama proud of me (Yeah) I did doses of drugs that'll kill your friends And they pray I never ever do that shit again I got a girl, we ain't speak, we just know what's best And it's been feeling pretty good to get it off my chest But until then I wanna' run away not to walk designer, but to be away from all the talking I remember I was right beside you with closed arms and eyes I mind you Clothes off and the windows up Our first date, two cups, had to fill those up We're working late long nights but we still gon' f*ck So why I always feel like it's never enough? Why I always run when you needed me most, baby? Why you do the same just to even it out? You handed me the feeling then you turned to a ghost Your whole family gon' pull up always doing the most See, but I don't mind it myself, I just mind my business And sip this champagne with all my fuckin' friends I know I stay at the top of your wishlist So let me know when you're all done with that (I'm yelling) Why do all my vices look like heroes? I can play the game, but for how long? I don't got no prices, only zeros I can't love myself (Myself) at all I can't love myself, I can't love myself I can't love myself at all I can't love myself, I can't love myself I can't love myself at all