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Sometimes I look at myself naked
Just to feel vulnerable
I look at the hair, the cuts, the bruises
Feel like that's what I'm 'posed to do
Closed off when I'm sober
At first glance I'm a poster boy
When I'm drunk my daed uncle's my therapist
Him and the girl I don't know at all
I'm a mistake making know it all
Head too big, to fit, in the clothes I bought
Rhymes too slant to rock in my own verse
It's like impossible for me to really hold a thought
Look now y'all got me started
I ain't want to but you let me
Let me know if I visit in your wet dreams
Talking bottom of a jet ski, sexy
That's just for my confidence
That shit for my ego
And I know if I put too much on it it's
Detrimental to my people
Fuck
Not enough verse for what I want to say
Not enough words for my headspace
Too much shit to make head way
Fuck
Feel like my dreams got a debt to pay
Feel like my ends are just set in place
A bad first impression never met ok
Fuck
This that shit you gotta... that shit you gotta feel
I stay making big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
All I'm really asking for is... me
I stay making a big deal, out of the little things
When I got big deals and I got little things
All I'm really asking for is
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
It's too much shit, too much shit
It's too much left behind
Go back to it like clockwork
It's too much left inside
I've been writing so much that my arm hurt
There's not enough color without you
You make a day look like artwork
They ask about the music Tobi mask pain
I just tell 'em all it's hard work
I hope my heart work
cuz I've been feeling nothing lately
I wanna feel 'til I really feel my heart burst
And let my blood spill on the pavement
Remember my blank faces
Work hard to smile, man, it's difficult to say shit
I've been feeling anxious, always gotta pour up
The pit in my stomach is like Sunday Brunch mimosas
Type of shit I hold up make a grown man cry
Growth, come slow, when a grown man try
You could see the difference in his eyes like mine
They a little bit darker so the light don't blind it's... crazy
Fuck
Not enough verse for what I wanna say
Not enough words for my headspace
Too much shit to make head way
Fuck!
Fuck
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
All I'm really asking for is... me
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
It all feels the same
If you come right now I'll push you away
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
Da, da, da, da, da
I'm just gonna let it rock from here
Know what I mean? Just let that shit rock
Just to feel vulnerable
I look at the hair, the cuts, the bruises
Feel like that's what I'm 'posed to do
Closed off when I'm sober
At first glance I'm a poster boy
When I'm drunk my daed uncle's my therapist
Him and the girl I don't know at all
I'm a mistake making know it all
Head too big, to fit, in the clothes I bought
Rhymes too slant to rock in my own verse
It's like impossible for me to really hold a thought
Look now y'all got me started
I ain't want to but you let me
Let me know if I visit in your wet dreams
Talking bottom of a jet ski, sexy
That's just for my confidence
That shit for my ego
And I know if I put too much on it it's
Detrimental to my people
Fuck
Not enough verse for what I want to say
Not enough words for my headspace
Too much shit to make head way
Fuck
Feel like my dreams got a debt to pay
Feel like my ends are just set in place
A bad first impression never met ok
Fuck
This that shit you gotta... that shit you gotta feel
I stay making big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
All I'm really asking for is... me
I stay making a big deal, out of the little things
When I got big deals and I got little things
All I'm really asking for is
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
It's too much shit, too much shit
It's too much left behind
Go back to it like clockwork
It's too much left inside
I've been writing so much that my arm hurt
There's not enough color without you
You make a day look like artwork
They ask about the music Tobi mask pain
I just tell 'em all it's hard work
I hope my heart work
cuz I've been feeling nothing lately
I wanna feel 'til I really feel my heart burst
And let my blood spill on the pavement
Remember my blank faces
Work hard to smile, man, it's difficult to say shit
I've been feeling anxious, always gotta pour up
The pit in my stomach is like Sunday Brunch mimosas
Type of shit I hold up make a grown man cry
Growth, come slow, when a grown man try
You could see the difference in his eyes like mine
They a little bit darker so the light don't blind it's... crazy
Fuck
Not enough verse for what I wanna say
Not enough words for my headspace
Too much shit to make head way
Fuck!
Fuck
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
All I'm really asking for is... me
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
It all feels the same
If you come right now I'll push you away
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
I stay making a big deal out of the little things
When I got big deals, and I got little things
And all I'm really asking for is you, you, you
Da, da, da, da, da
I'm just gonna let it rock from here
Know what I mean? Just let that shit rock
Credits
Writer(s): Tobi. Tobi.
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