Young Hoffman

Say they love me but they don't give a fuck
They just leave you when you're all outta luck
They don't care if you came from the mud
But they want what you got and show no love

I could turn this shit around like catastrophe
These bitches only know like what? Like half of me?
I been hanging low on the balance beam
I been trying to craft this masterpiece

The way that I synthesize
I cannot tell where the lies at
Just a year ago
I coulda told you where the fucking fries at

Coulda told you how to live your life
Maybe to further better mine
We won't be around too long
So let's just find a compromise

I don't fuck with anyone
When I talk to you, sanitize
When I'm all up in it
I can't look her in those hollow eyes

Treat that bitch just like The Matrix
We don't need no sequel
Need a bad one running from herself
To make us equals

I been on some heavy gas
Not talking no diesel
You been acting feeble
Whisker like a weasel

Used to think that I was a god
I'm not really shit but just a man now
Used to think a thousand was a lot
A lot's changed since quarantine Bruh

Say they love me but they don't give a fuck
They just leave you when you're all outta luck
They don't care if you came from the mud
But they want what you got and show no love

I could turn this shit around like catastrophe
These bitches only know like what? Like half of me?
I been hanging low on the balance beam, yeah
I been trying to craft this masterpiece, yeah

This new bitch turn me on like a PlayStation
This the motherfucking anthem of a generation
Y'all just think I'm playing
But real shit, got your girl's pussy hydrated

No, I'm not the same person as before, no
I'm more pressed than I've ever been like oh no
I'm like John, need my Yoko
But I could do without the crazy though

They been looking at me different like they ever gave a fuck
No bitch, don't come near me or else you gon' push your luck
I been smoking more than all your moms in '94
So when they ask about me, tell them that I'm not around

Say they love me but they don't give a fuck
They just leave you when you're all outta luck
They don't care if you came from the mud
But they want what you got and show no love

I could turn this shit around like catastrophe
These bitches only know like what? Like half of me?
I been hanging low on the balance beam, yeah
I been trying to craft this masterpiece



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Writer(s): Kaeden Bowman
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