17
A collection of nightmares, thoughts, and real life situations I've lived
17 is the number tattooed on the right side of my head
My own personal number
Soon to be explained in future interviews or instances
By listening to this album, you are literally
And I cannot stress this enough
Literally
Entering my mind
And if you are not willing to accept my emotion
And hear my words fully
Do not listen
I do not value your money
I value your acceptance and loyalty
Here is my pain and thoughts put into words
I put my all into this
In the hopes that it will help cure
Or at least numb your depression
I love you
Thank you for listening
Enjoy
XXXTentacion - 17 Album Lyrics
XXXTentacion - 17 Lyrics
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Jocelyn Flores
I know you so well, so well
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty
I know you're somewhere, somewhere
I've been trapped in my mind girl, just holding on
I don't wanna pretend there's something, we're nothing
I've been stuck thinking 'bout her, I can't hold back
I'm in pain, wanna put ten shots in my brain
I've been tripping 'bout some things, can't change
Suicidal, same time I'm tame
Picture this, in bed, get a phone call
Girl that you f*cked with killed herself
That was this summer and nobody helped
And ever since then, man, I hate myself
Wanna f*cking end it
Pessimistic
All wanna see me with no pot to piss in
But niggas been excited 'bout the grave I'm digging
Having conversations about my haste decisions
F*cking sickening
At the same time, memory surfaced through the grapevine
'Bout my uncle playing with a slipknot
Post traumatic stress got me f*cked up
Been f*cked up since a couple months they had a nigga locked up
I be feeling pain, I be feeling pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb
I be feeling pain, I be feeling pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb
I know you so well, I know you well
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty
I know you're somewhere, somewhere
I've been trapped in my mind girl, just holding on
I don't wanna pretend there's something, we're nothing
I've been stuck thinking 'bout her, I can't hold back
I'm in pain, wanna put ten shots in my brain
I've been tripping 'bout some things, can't change
Suicidal, same time I'm tame
Picture this, in bed, get a phone call
Girl that you f*cked with killed herself
That was this summer and nobody helped
And ever since then, man, I hate myself
Wanna f*cking end it
Pessimistic
All wanna see me with no pot to piss in
But niggas been excited 'bout the grave I'm digging
Having conversations about my haste decisions
F*cking sickening
At the same time, memory surfaced through the grapevine
'Bout my uncle playing with a slipknot
Post traumatic stress got me f*cked up
Been f*cked up since a couple months they had a nigga locked up
I be feeling pain, I be feeling pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb
I be feeling pain, I be feeling pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb
I know you so well, I know you well
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty
Writer: Ciara Nicole Simms, Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Depression & Obsession
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Depression and obsession don't mix well
(Na, na, na, na, na na, na, na, na, na, na)
I'm poisoned and my body don't feel well
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
I ate her, inside and out, I feel my stomach turnin'
Make out hill, where we met we let our lips do all the talkin'
And now I'm hooked an
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Depression and obsession don't mix well (well)
Hollywood motels, hell, I think I'm just obsessed with you
Depression and obsession don't mix well
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Hollywood motels, hell, I think I'm just obsessed with you
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Depression and obsession don't mix well
(Na, na, na, na, na na, na, na, na, na, na)
I'm poisoned and my body don't feel well
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
I ate her, inside and out, I feel my stomach turnin'
Make out hill, where we met we let our lips do all the talkin'
And now I'm hooked an
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Depression and obsession don't mix well (well)
Hollywood motels, hell, I think I'm just obsessed with you
Depression and obsession don't mix well
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
Hollywood motels, hell, I think I'm just obsessed with you
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Everybody Dies in Their Nightmares
Don't go, don't go to sleep
Don't go, stay up with me
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Only time I feel pain, when I'm feelin' love
That's why it's tatted on my face that I'm damn numb
Only time I'm in my mind, when I'm all alone
That's why I'm really never alone in the night time
Change hoes like clothes, I can't get attached
'Cause these hoes fire starters like lit matches
I've been feeling really lost, ducking all attachments
I don't really go outside 'cause I hate traffic
I don't wanna go outside, get caught in traffic
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Nigga really wanna die in the night time, uh
Nigga really wanna die in the night time, uh
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Don't go to sleep
Don't go, stay up with me
Don't go to sleep
Don't go, stay up with me
Don't go, don't go to sleep
Don't go, stay up with me
Don't go, stay up with me
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Only time I feel pain, when I'm feelin' love
That's why it's tatted on my face that I'm damn numb
Only time I'm in my mind, when I'm all alone
That's why I'm really never alone in the night time
Change hoes like clothes, I can't get attached
'Cause these hoes fire starters like lit matches
I've been feeling really lost, ducking all attachments
I don't really go outside 'cause I hate traffic
I don't wanna go outside, get caught in traffic
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie
Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Nigga really wanna die in the night time, uh
Nigga really wanna die in the night time, uh
Nigga really wanna die in the night time
Don't go to sleep
Don't go, stay up with me
Don't go to sleep
Don't go, stay up with me
Don't go, don't go to sleep
Don't go, stay up with me
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Shiloh Dynasty
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Revenge
I think I, I think I finally
Found a way to forgive myself
From mistakes I made in the past
I think that's the first step, right?
You agree?
I've dug two graves for us, my dear
Can't pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
Oh man, what a world, the things I hear
If I could act on my revenge, no, would I?
Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk
Well, broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave, I'll rot
I've dug two graves for us, my dear
Can't pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
Oh man, what a world, the things I hear
If I could act on my revenge, no, would I?
Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
And you thought that I would let go and let you walk
Broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
(Is my pain your freedom?) I'll rot, I'll rot, I'll rot
Is all of my pain your freedom?
Enjoy
Found a way to forgive myself
From mistakes I made in the past
I think that's the first step, right?
You agree?
I've dug two graves for us, my dear
Can't pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
Oh man, what a world, the things I hear
If I could act on my revenge, no, would I?
Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk
Well, broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave, I'll rot
I've dug two graves for us, my dear
Can't pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
Oh man, what a world, the things I hear
If I could act on my revenge, no, would I?
Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
And you thought that I would let go and let you walk
Broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
In the grave, I'll rot
(Is my pain your freedom?) I'll rot, I'll rot, I'll rot
Is all of my pain your freedom?
Enjoy
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Save Me
Up there (yeah)
Who do I have?
Heaven and hell, my friend, my friend
I won't shed a tear
Let them see me in pain again
Hello (hello) from the dark side in
Does anybody here wanna be my friend? (my friend)
Want it all to end
Tell me when the f*ck is it all gon' end?
Voices in my head tellin' me I'm gonna end up dead
So save me (save me), before I fall
So save me, I don't wanna be alone
So save me (save me), before I fall
So save me (save me), I don't wanna be alone
Who do I have?
Heaven and hell, my friend, my friend
I won't shed a tear
Let them see me in pain again
Hello (hello) from the dark side in
Does anybody here wanna be my friend? (my friend)
Want it all to end
Tell me when the f*ck is it all gon' end?
Voices in my head tellin' me I'm gonna end up dead
So save me (save me), before I fall
So save me, I don't wanna be alone
So save me (save me), before I fall
So save me (save me), I don't wanna be alone
Writer: Billy Angelo Garcia, Christopher Gibbs, Dion Davenport, Frederick Allen Ii Davenport, Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Joseph Gardner, Jovan Peterson, Mandell Strawter, Sy Ari Brockington
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dead Inside (Interlude)
Dead inside
Spend a lot of time stuck in this head of mine
Under the assumption love is dead, already
Just let me be here
Where was I?
When he was feeling on you with his hands, at night?
Seen the vivid pictures in my head, at night
It left me in tears
Where was I?
When he was feeling on you with his hands?
Seen the vivid pictures in my head
I'm under the assumption love is dead
Where was I?
When he was feeling on you with his hands?
I'm under the assumption love is dead
Seen the vivid pictures in my head
Spend a lot of time stuck in this head of mine
Under the assumption love is dead, already
Just let me be here
Where was I?
When he was feeling on you with his hands, at night?
Seen the vivid pictures in my head, at night
It left me in tears
Where was I?
When he was feeling on you with his hands?
Seen the vivid pictures in my head
I'm under the assumption love is dead
Where was I?
When he was feeling on you with his hands?
I'm under the assumption love is dead
Seen the vivid pictures in my head
Writer: Christopher Gibbs, Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Jovan Peterson, Mandell Strawter, Sy Ari Brockington
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Fuck Love
[ Featuring
Trippie Redd ]
Ooh
Baby, I need you in my life, in my life
Please, bae, don't go switching side, switching sides
I swear this is where you reside, you reside
Please bae, don't go switching sides, switching sides
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, please don't throw your love away, huh
Please don't throw your love away, huh
Please don't throw your love away, huh, yeah, ayy
I'm nauseous, I'm dyin'
(She ripped my heart right out)
Can't find her, someone to
(My eyes are all cried out)
Lost it, riots
Gunfire inside my head, I've
Lost it, riots
Gunfire inside my head
Baby, I need you in my life, in my life
Please, bae, don't go switching side, switching sides
I swear this is where you reside, you reside
Please, bae, don't go switching sides, switching sides
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, please don't throw your love away, huh
Please don't throw your love away, huh
Please don't throw your love away, huh, yeah
Writer: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Dexter Randall, Jahseh Onfroy, Michael Lamar II White, Nick Mira
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BUILT BY SEVEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BUILT BY SEVEN
Carry On
How did you get here?
I'm drunk and confused
I tried to be patient with you
Yeah
High up, but you fall back down
Trapped in a concept
Falsely accused, misused and misled
Bitch, I'm hoping you f*cking rest in peace
(I tried to be patient with you)
(Yeah)
(High up) Now the fact that I'm alone is f*cking comforting
And I can't seem to shake this f*cking feeling in my
(How did you get here) Cold shoulder, heart broken, misspoken
I'm cut open, her fingers in all my stab wounds
And if she could, she'd probably dance
On my grave, inside my head
I see your face, I f*cking hate
That I love you still
(High up) yeah
(But you fall back down)
(How did you get here) carry on, life flies, so just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, life flies, so just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, life flies, so just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Yeah
How did you get here?
I'm drunk and confused
I tried to be patient with you, yeah
High up, but you fall back down
I'm drunk and confused
I tried to be patient with you
Yeah
High up, but you fall back down
Trapped in a concept
Falsely accused, misused and misled
Bitch, I'm hoping you f*cking rest in peace
(I tried to be patient with you)
(Yeah)
(High up) Now the fact that I'm alone is f*cking comforting
And I can't seem to shake this f*cking feeling in my
(How did you get here) Cold shoulder, heart broken, misspoken
I'm cut open, her fingers in all my stab wounds
And if she could, she'd probably dance
On my grave, inside my head
I see your face, I f*cking hate
That I love you still
(High up) yeah
(But you fall back down)
(How did you get here) carry on, life flies, so just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, life flies, so just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, life flies, so just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Yeah
How did you get here?
I'm drunk and confused
I tried to be patient with you, yeah
High up, but you fall back down
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Shiloh Dynasty
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Orlando
The pain in my heart just won't end
The words that I find just don't seem to compare
Awaiting my death in the end
Alone, I must seek out the end to begin
So nobody wants death
'Cause nobody wants life to end
I'm the only one stressed
And the only one tired of having fake friends
Put the noose on my neck and the hole in my back, again
I be waiting on death with a smile on my face
So this is the end
Waste of tears
Waste of years and months
Face my fears
Loving her for once
Hurt me
Break my heart
Worthless
Can't keep love at all
Turning
Twist myself
Worthless
Can't keep love at all
At all
The words that I find just don't seem to compare
Awaiting my death in the end
Alone, I must seek out the end to begin
So nobody wants death
'Cause nobody wants life to end
I'm the only one stressed
And the only one tired of having fake friends
Put the noose on my neck and the hole in my back, again
I be waiting on death with a smile on my face
So this is the end
Waste of tears
Waste of years and months
Face my fears
Loving her for once
Hurt me
Break my heart
Worthless
Can't keep love at all
Turning
Twist myself
Worthless
Can't keep love at all
At all
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Tobias Jesso Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ayala (Outro)
Ooh, oh-oh, oh-oh
She showed me fake love, can't forget
How it hurt, no, oh-oh
Made a list of my regrets
And you were the first, love, oh-oh
Oh it hurts, I can't forget
How it hurt, no, oh-oh
Made a list of my regrets
She showed me fake love, can't forget
How it hurt, no, oh-oh
Made a list of my regrets
And you were the first, love, oh-oh
Oh it hurts, I can't forget
How it hurt, no, oh-oh
Made a list of my regrets
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, John Cunningham, Tobias Jesso
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
17 is the debut studio album by American rapper and singer XXXTentacion. It was released through Bad Vibes Forever and Empire Distribution on August 25, 2017. With a runtime of just under 22 minutes, 17 is a brief album and does not feature a song longer than three minutes. The album was supported by the lead single "Revenge", and is XXXTentacion's second commercial record, following the compilation mixtape of the same name (2017). 17 includes a sole guest appearance from Trippie Redd and samples by Shiloh Dynasty. Production was handled by XXXTentacion, among others.
The album is built on acoustic and piano-driven songs, rather than the "turn-up" style and distortion bass sounds that was popular in XXXTentacion's native Florida scene. It experiments with a variety of genres, such as emo, lo-fi, indie rock, alternative R&B and grunge, while the lyrics are based around themes such as suicide, failed relationships, and infidelity. XXXTentacion stated that the album's target audience is people who suffer with depression, and that the album is also an "entry" into his mind.
The album produced the singles "Jocelyn Flores", and "Fuck Love". "Jocelyn Flores", "Revenge", "Everybody Dies in Their Nightmares", "Depression & Obsession", "Save Me" and "Carry On" all debuted on the Billboard Hot 100. "Jocelyn Flores", "Everybody Dies in Their Nightmares" and "Fuck Love" also debuted in the top 100 of the UK Singles Chart.
Although 17 was marketed with no radio play or much press coverage, it was a commercial success and was positively reviewed by several publications. It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200, with 87,000 album-equivalent units, and has been certified double platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA).
It also charted highly in numerous European countries, including top five positions in Denmark, the Netherlands, Finland, Italy, Sweden, and a number one position in Norway. The album has also been certified platinum in Canada, Denmark and New Zealand. XXXTentacion posthumously won Favourite Soul/R&B Album for 17 at the 2018 American Music Awards.
Genre(s):
Emo rap, lo-fi, alternative rock The album is built on acoustic and piano-driven songs, rather than the "turn-up" style and distortion bass sounds that was popular in XXXTentacion's native Florida scene. It experiments with a variety of genres, such as emo, lo-fi, indie rock, alternative R&B and grunge, while the lyrics are based around themes such as suicide, failed relationships, and infidelity. XXXTentacion stated that the album's target audience is people who suffer with depression, and that the album is also an "entry" into his mind.
The album produced the singles "Jocelyn Flores", and "Fuck Love". "Jocelyn Flores", "Revenge", "Everybody Dies in Their Nightmares", "Depression & Obsession", "Save Me" and "Carry On" all debuted on the Billboard Hot 100. "Jocelyn Flores", "Everybody Dies in Their Nightmares" and "Fuck Love" also debuted in the top 100 of the UK Singles Chart.
Although 17 was marketed with no radio play or much press coverage, it was a commercial success and was positively reviewed by several publications. It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200, with 87,000 album-equivalent units, and has been certified double platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA).
It also charted highly in numerous European countries, including top five positions in Denmark, the Netherlands, Finland, Italy, Sweden, and a number one position in Norway. The album has also been certified platinum in Canada, Denmark and New Zealand. XXXTentacion posthumously won Favourite Soul/R&B Album for 17 at the 2018 American Music Awards.
Producer(s): XXXTentacion, Dex Duncan, Dub tha Prodigy, John Cunningham, Natra Average, Nick Mira, Potsu, Taz Taylor, Tobias Jesso Jr.
Length: 21:54
Released: August 25th, 2017
Year: 2017