Ukulele Solo
Call me naive
But I'm just 'tryna find serenity
'Tryna hide away
From all the anger
And the jealousy
Relentlessly
Working to be friends
With my identity
Hard to do once
You're brought up
Treated like an obscenity (Yuh)
There's nothing left of me
Like charity
I gave myself away
Listening to society's standards
To obey
The chaos theory
It's deadly
Makes your self-esteem decay
Makes you smile
While it burns all of your hopes and dreams
Away
So
Are
You
Hearing the sounds
Or actually
Listening to the words
Fuck whoever's saying that your dreams
Are absurd
This shit will not be deterred
Future don't exist
We gotta live now
2020 ain't the best
But losing hope is not allowed
Somehow
Someone made you think
Your best just wasn't good enough
Someone made you feel like you should
Just give up and grow up
That's fucked up
I'm fed up
These people need to wake up
Success don't come from a piece of paper
Yo, that shit is made up
Fake love
You can keep it
All I know is self-fulfillment
No one finna fill my glass
I'm the one who fill it
This is real shit
I feel shit
I've never been able to
Express myself
But I can now
Because of music
Ayyyyyy
Let's go, yeah
(We chillin' in Hawai'i Nei')
Haha, Eastside)
(In Hawai'i Nei
Yessah)
(Yeeyeeee)
But I'm just 'tryna find serenity
'Tryna hide away
From all the anger
And the jealousy
Relentlessly
Working to be friends
With my identity
Hard to do once
You're brought up
Treated like an obscenity (Yuh)
There's nothing left of me
Like charity
I gave myself away
Listening to society's standards
To obey
The chaos theory
It's deadly
Makes your self-esteem decay
Makes you smile
While it burns all of your hopes and dreams
Away
So
Are
You
Hearing the sounds
Or actually
Listening to the words
Fuck whoever's saying that your dreams
Are absurd
This shit will not be deterred
Future don't exist
We gotta live now
2020 ain't the best
But losing hope is not allowed
Somehow
Someone made you think
Your best just wasn't good enough
Someone made you feel like you should
Just give up and grow up
That's fucked up
I'm fed up
These people need to wake up
Success don't come from a piece of paper
Yo, that shit is made up
Fake love
You can keep it
All I know is self-fulfillment
No one finna fill my glass
I'm the one who fill it
This is real shit
I feel shit
I've never been able to
Express myself
But I can now
Because of music
Ayyyyyy
Let's go, yeah
(We chillin' in Hawai'i Nei')
Haha, Eastside)
(In Hawai'i Nei
Yessah)
(Yeeyeeee)
Credits
Writer(s): Asheemo Daily
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