| It’s okay to not be okay, that’s what they told me
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| Roll the wood up, and drink some OJ, like every morning
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| And it’s always bout what they don’t say
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| Not what they do
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| I been in the La La Land with crew
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| Now I’m back home and I’m talking to you
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| Caught in a mood
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| But I’m tryna get back to some better things
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| Talked mad shit, now they tryna link
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| Probably think I was born yesterday
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| I don’t really care what the fuck you think
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| You’re probably wasting your energy
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| Let me see enemies that want me gone
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| And never leave, you stay in my mind
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| Except when we in a session
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| Getting sick of these parties
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| They starting to get depressing, and
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| Yes it’s, weird how people say that I been changing
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| Only thing that changed was my number
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| People say I’m acting famous, that’s fake shit
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| But I see my relatives on holidays
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| They asking me about colleges
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| When honestly I don’t even know, yeah
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| I’m just tryna catch another flight
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| God forbid I was sitting at home
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| Baby tell me you know
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| I’m so sick of always waking
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| Feel the same way every day
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| I think that maybe I been getting too grown, yeah
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| Feels like I’m floating but I’m sinking
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| Baby I’m just overthinking
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| But it’s probably 'cause I been on the go, yeah
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| Well Fuck that, I don’t wanna come back
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| Maybe I’m a scumbag
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Well Fuck that, I don’t wanna come back
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| Maybe I’m a scumbag, yeah
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| Maybe I’m a scumbag
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| Faded every day, my mom like you won’t get your lungs back
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| But he tell me why they on my ball sack
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| Bitch I’m still a minor I ain’t signing on no contracts
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| But Imma be me till the world ends
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| Slide all in her messages like motherfuck your boyfriend
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| And the screenshots of our convo that you tweeted
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| That’s annoying
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| There’s so many girls tryna scream my name
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| You would’ve thought I was in a boyband
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| Like, uh
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| I can’t stay too long
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| If you’re a scumbag, I know this your favorite song
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| You could break my heart, just don’t break my bong
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| Tell these old heads that I really ain’t too young
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| 'Cause I’m a man now like emancipation
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| Sorry baby but I can not date ya
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| I just got back from Australia
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| And now I’m on to another nation
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| Fuck a conversation, I’m too awkward
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| I can’t even talk words
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| But I’m still a real one and they some imposters
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| So I ponder about the path that I have taken
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| Sometimes I wonder if I’m even gonna make it
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| People are fake, they can shape shift
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| But I do not trust 'em
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| So shout out to myself and my conscience
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| Like I
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| I can’t stay too long
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| If you’re a scumbag, I know that’s your favorite song
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| I been tryna figure out a way to right my wrongs
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| Now I’m finally about to kill it, I admit it
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| Baby you know that I
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| I’m so sick of always waking
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| Feel the same way every day
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| I think that maybe I been getting to grown, yeah
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| Feels like I’m floating but I’m sinking
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| Baby I’m just overthinking
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| But it’s probably 'cause I been on the go, yeah
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| Well Fuck that, I don’t wanna come back
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| Maybe I’m a scumbag
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Well Fuck that, I don’t wanna come back
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| Maybe I’m a scumbag, yeah
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| I’m so sick of always waking
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| Feel the same way every day
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| I think that maybe I been getting to grown, yeah
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| Feels like I’m floating but I’m sinking
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| Baby I’m just overthinking
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| But it’s probably 'cause I been on the go, yeah
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| Well Fuck that, I don’t wanna come back
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| Maybe I’m a scumbag
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Well Fuck that, I don’t wanna come back
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| Maybe I’m a scumbag, yeah |