No Worries!
Pick up the pace but I'm making you slow down
I have no reason to be on the board now
'Cause I've been so selfish all in my childhood
If I would do, I would go back in time but
This is life, it was my problem
So I should be cleaning the mess, tryna solve them
But I have been making mistakes for like what?
'Cause I was nothing but an autistic person
Yeah, I have Autism
Whatchu gon' do? Favouritism?
No disrespect but discrimination?
Beating me down, bruises all on me
Snoozin'all on me
I have been cleaning but what about my siblings?
I was Cinderella but didn't get earnings
I was a lost fella but now I'm burning
Don't let it burn me!
I am a person, I deserve to see everything
I am not using any words that's against me
I rather say my own words than to let it be the media that would say everything that get to me
Or any person that spills out the truth
So they can make all the money out you
Just open ya mouth and then they'll hear you
We don't need anyone to see through
It is OK to not be OK!
It is OK to make mistakes!
If it is bad then I don't trust you
Don't even do the things I wouldn't do!
The word has gone worse but if everything's into me
I would've spent all the time with family
I wasn't trusted here in the first place, now let me get into my place
Here is the facts, we lost all our people
We lost our congrats to be real people
We are still valid but what about life?
Like I just explained 'Hurts' in this sight
Like I am 'Fragile', not for a bite
I'm taken for 'Ransom', not even right
Stop labeling songs for striving
'Cause I done fell off a bike I was riding
I got up again to be a success
If I could do things in reality, checks
If I can make music that sound like me, wrecks
Nigga, stop talkin' 'bout songs, sex
We all not perfect, we're created differently...
I got a career, it's called singing
I got a life, it's called living
Stop all the messes, cleaning!
I wanna hold my head up to be a known rapper
No songs about girls, but to be a stacker
So words of advice! Don't rap for fame
'Cause all of your hearts will be down the drain!
I'm on the road to success
You're on the road with the rest so
Let's be real people and stop all the violence
And come back to me when it's silent!
I have no reason to be on the board now
'Cause I've been so selfish all in my childhood
If I would do, I would go back in time but
This is life, it was my problem
So I should be cleaning the mess, tryna solve them
But I have been making mistakes for like what?
'Cause I was nothing but an autistic person
Yeah, I have Autism
Whatchu gon' do? Favouritism?
No disrespect but discrimination?
Beating me down, bruises all on me
Snoozin'all on me
I have been cleaning but what about my siblings?
I was Cinderella but didn't get earnings
I was a lost fella but now I'm burning
Don't let it burn me!
I am a person, I deserve to see everything
I am not using any words that's against me
I rather say my own words than to let it be the media that would say everything that get to me
Or any person that spills out the truth
So they can make all the money out you
Just open ya mouth and then they'll hear you
We don't need anyone to see through
It is OK to not be OK!
It is OK to make mistakes!
If it is bad then I don't trust you
Don't even do the things I wouldn't do!
The word has gone worse but if everything's into me
I would've spent all the time with family
I wasn't trusted here in the first place, now let me get into my place
Here is the facts, we lost all our people
We lost our congrats to be real people
We are still valid but what about life?
Like I just explained 'Hurts' in this sight
Like I am 'Fragile', not for a bite
I'm taken for 'Ransom', not even right
Stop labeling songs for striving
'Cause I done fell off a bike I was riding
I got up again to be a success
If I could do things in reality, checks
If I can make music that sound like me, wrecks
Nigga, stop talkin' 'bout songs, sex
We all not perfect, we're created differently...
I got a career, it's called singing
I got a life, it's called living
Stop all the messes, cleaning!
I wanna hold my head up to be a known rapper
No songs about girls, but to be a stacker
So words of advice! Don't rap for fame
'Cause all of your hearts will be down the drain!
I'm on the road to success
You're on the road with the rest so
Let's be real people and stop all the violence
And come back to me when it's silent!
Credits
Writer(s): Auriana Dyer
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