Bubbles (feat. Matthew, Maejoy & free.City) [Remix]

My girl don't like when I'm stuck in my head
Caught up on birds and bees, but they just sting me instead
Vacation's in these lectures, I'm resorting to TED Talks
'Cause your voice a melody
I'm standing singing on your back door like
Like notice me
Woah this me
Broke off tuition
I just dropped out and brought dreams to fruition
I don't need cosigns or road lines to keep me on track if my family don't listen
Killing shit for no reason
Grab the bag, and I'm leaving
Check the schedule existential growth right here and this year my season

And it feels so good, got the world in the palm of my hand
Getting high as a kite, catching feelings and faith when I land
You just don't understand what we've been through
I made it this far, nothing that I can't do
Hoping that God call back
If the worth is in plays or the days on the trains I'd be nothing but words on a track
No, no

I think we should step outside
The sunlight make my hair go dirty blonde
You're hung up on things you should've said
So I'll write you a hundred thousand songs
I write you a hundred thousand songs
I write you a hundred thousand songs

Taking shit like they supposed to know
Where I've been, where I'm 'bout to go
Lately, I've felt in a box
You could say this my postal flow
I'm 'bout to rip it and spit it
For all the kids back home can't believe that I'm living
For all the homies who been working out the basement
Looking proud cause they know that 'Imma make it

I think I'm more than I'm cut out to be
Come to my side and you'll see what I see
Most of these kids play the part and just pay
I flip the script and get my shit for free

I'm just that different breed that you wish you were
Shine so bright that my vision blur
Look at the game and see a bunch of lame-ass kids on their phone
So I'm standing at commissioner
Like, you only got one life don't waste it
Only had one drink, she wasted
Man, the girls out here won't let me drink beer so I bounced and I faced it

I was born to be different
Take a track and I flip it
From the dorm out to Lansing
Headphones on my porch
With my hands on her waist
And we sway and start dancing

I think we should step outside
The sunlight make my hair go dirty blonde
You're hung up on things you should've said
So I'll write you a hundred thousand songs