Y U NO LIKE ME
(Yeah)
(Don't put me in the spotlight)
Why these mans always bashin' on my fashion?
Let me fact-check, if I wear a dress, I still look dashin'
You should think twice if you think I'm askin' for advice
I ain't bashful, I know what I'm tacklin'
Guess I've always had a passion for what ain't yet happened
Too far gone, in the fast lane
Leave them silly boys thinkin' that they had the last say
Okay, maybe they got the last say (shit)
You can take the front seat, where it's nice and comfy
I'll take the back seat like we in a taxi
And if it makes you happy, you can crash it like Gatsby, haha
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me? Damn
I ain't even do nothin'
You put me on the spot like, man
Boy, why we can't just be friends?
Nothing is really what it seems and if it is, it'll soon not be
That's that entropy, baby
That's that no to a maybe
That's that bein' thirsty to it rainin'
That's a hearse to Mercedes
That's that best friend to what we are lately
Oh, but maybe (maybe I was just gettin' lazy)
We're just changin' (or maybe you were changing, baby)
What's that sound? That's the doomsday flare
And I hope you scared 'cause since you been gone
I was lost so long, I made my own kinda found
It's a pity you can't be here
You can ask me anything, got no guilt, no sad violin
Don't stand for no chance, put
Done everything on my casket
I've been clueless, but never said, "As if"
You can take the front seat, where it's nice and comfy
I'll just take the back seat like we in a taxi
And if it makes you happy, you can crash it like Gatsby, haha
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me? Damn
I ain't even do nothin'
You put me on the spot like, man
Now you ain't countin' on friends?
I once was lost, but now I wear
A crown that look like a merry-go-round
Oh, yeah
(Why don't you like me?)
I once was lost, but now I wear
A crown that look like a merry-go-round
Oh, yeah (just be, just be)
(Can we just be-, just be-, why don't you like me?)
I once was lost, but now I wear
A crown that look like a merry-go-round
Oh, yeah (just be, just be)
(Can we just be, just be, just be friends?)
(Don't put me in the spotlight)
Why these mans always bashin' on my fashion?
Let me fact-check, if I wear a dress, I still look dashin'
You should think twice if you think I'm askin' for advice
I ain't bashful, I know what I'm tacklin'
Guess I've always had a passion for what ain't yet happened
Too far gone, in the fast lane
Leave them silly boys thinkin' that they had the last say
Okay, maybe they got the last say (shit)
You can take the front seat, where it's nice and comfy
I'll take the back seat like we in a taxi
And if it makes you happy, you can crash it like Gatsby, haha
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me? Damn
I ain't even do nothin'
You put me on the spot like, man
Boy, why we can't just be friends?
Nothing is really what it seems and if it is, it'll soon not be
That's that entropy, baby
That's that no to a maybe
That's that bein' thirsty to it rainin'
That's a hearse to Mercedes
That's that best friend to what we are lately
Oh, but maybe (maybe I was just gettin' lazy)
We're just changin' (or maybe you were changing, baby)
What's that sound? That's the doomsday flare
And I hope you scared 'cause since you been gone
I was lost so long, I made my own kinda found
It's a pity you can't be here
You can ask me anything, got no guilt, no sad violin
Don't stand for no chance, put
Done everything on my casket
I've been clueless, but never said, "As if"
You can take the front seat, where it's nice and comfy
I'll just take the back seat like we in a taxi
And if it makes you happy, you can crash it like Gatsby, haha
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me? Damn
I ain't even do nothin'
You put me on the spot like, man
Now you ain't countin' on friends?
I once was lost, but now I wear
A crown that look like a merry-go-round
Oh, yeah
(Why don't you like me?)
I once was lost, but now I wear
A crown that look like a merry-go-round
Oh, yeah (just be, just be)
(Can we just be-, just be-, why don't you like me?)
I once was lost, but now I wear
A crown that look like a merry-go-round
Oh, yeah (just be, just be)
(Can we just be, just be, just be friends?)
Credits
Writer(s): Brice Young
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