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Insecure Video (MV)




Performed By: Richie Rich Dillinger
Length: 2:20
Written by: Richard Brown




Richie Rich Dillinger - Insecure Lyrics




Insecure behind closed doors, I still pour
My heart out, you let it fall out, and hit the floor
I call out your name, You call mine in vain
I'm all out of love, just praying that it will change
Just saying it is a shame, I'm playing this deadly game
It's russian roulette, I'm taking it to the brain
Like, 1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shot, blank
4,5,6 I'm praying that it ain't
Take me now, take me now, at gun point with a smile
Fake it how, my hands shaking now, break me down
Build me up, fill me up with some confidence
Cuz lately I ain't had a lot of it
This cold world done raised up my tolerance
When truthfully it should've did the opposite
I gotta get, out of this slump, over this hump
Rolling this blunt, eyes open then shut

I screamed that I loved it to the public
And ain't nobody think nothing of it
I soon discovered, baby girl interrupted, nothing to f*ck with
And so I stand before you corrupted, but still pure
As a child turning 4, you still tore
My heart out, I went the wrong route, just like before
Just fade the song out, I don't wanna rap no more

No I'm really done
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Insecure behind closed doors, I still pour
My heart out, you let it fall out, and hit the floor
I call out your name, You call mine in vain
I'm all out of love, just praying that it will change
Just saying it is a shame, I'm playing this deadly game
It's russian roulette, I'm taking it to the brain
Like, 1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shot, blank
4,5,6 I'm praying that it ain't
Take me now, take me now, at gun point with a smile
Fake it how, my hands shaking now, break me down
Build me up, fill me up with some confidence
Cuz lately I ain't had a lot of it
This cold world done raised up my tolerance
When truthfully it should've did the opposite
I gotta get, out of this slump, over this hump
Rolling this blunt, eyes open then shut

I screamed that I loved it to the public
And ain't nobody think nothing of it
I soon discovered, baby girl interrupted, nothing to f*ck with
And so I stand before you corrupted, but still pure
As a child turning 4, you still tore
My heart out, I went the wrong route, just like before
Just fade the song out, I don't wanna rap no more

No I'm really done
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Writer: Richard Brown
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