People'd Out
I'm people'd out, freakin' out
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
I'm people'd out, freakin' out
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
I don't wanna see you, hear you,
Or be near you
You seem awful, I don't wanna preview
Pay me fat, try to get me off
Spend it on syrup, when we cough
You want me to think your cool
But you can't make me give a fuck
Saw you on the local news
When you testin' your fuckin luck
Playin' bold above
You can't hide, just what you shove
Can't keep acting like you're dumb
Got the world under your thumb, bitch
Ain't nobody tell you no, that's a green light for a hoe
Anybody look over, they know they check the clock
It's time to go
Savage comin' in, with some brass knucks
And he's runnin up, wearin' black chucks
Yuh, just a white boy, with some nap hair
Ball ya fist up, withcha mean glare
Don't fuckin gaslight, don't tell me what's right
Don't give me a chance, I fuckin' just might
Singled out, all my life, now I got my own shine
You said I wouldn't make it then, but now who's in the spotlight?
I'm people'd out, freakin' out
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
I'm people'd out, freakin' out
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
I'm people'd out, freakin' out
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
I don't wanna see you, hear you,
Or be near you
You seem awful, I don't wanna preview
Pay me fat, try to get me off
Spend it on syrup, when we cough
You want me to think your cool
But you can't make me give a fuck
Saw you on the local news
When you testin' your fuckin luck
Playin' bold above
You can't hide, just what you shove
Can't keep acting like you're dumb
Got the world under your thumb, bitch
Ain't nobody tell you no, that's a green light for a hoe
Anybody look over, they know they check the clock
It's time to go
Savage comin' in, with some brass knucks
And he's runnin up, wearin' black chucks
Yuh, just a white boy, with some nap hair
Ball ya fist up, withcha mean glare
Don't fuckin gaslight, don't tell me what's right
Don't give me a chance, I fuckin' just might
Singled out, all my life, now I got my own shine
You said I wouldn't make it then, but now who's in the spotlight?
I'm people'd out, freakin' out
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
I'm people'd out, freakin' out
Hope they don't see me tweaking out
Peeping out, creepin' out
I think I hate these people now
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Writer(s): Tristan Saber
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