2Manyproblems
Yeah
I-I-I-I'm just feeling slow, everywhere I go
Kind of miss the afterglow
But I guess we'll never know, yeah
But I guess we'll never know, yeah
(Talking-in-in ah-ah)
Talking all that shit, I guess don't really mind (a-a-a)
Try to block it out yeah, it saves me time
Keep it on the side though, feel it in my spine
Look into my eyes, hold it 'til I'm blind
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
I'm cutting my hair
Because I don't really care
And I've got nothing to wear
But I'mma do just what I want to
Nowhere to run to
Not letting sun through
Okay, fuck you
Go!
Yeah they love me, it's funny
I don't know what I'mma do when I get money
Never getting nervous when their eyes are on me
This shit will have 'em fucking jumping like a bunny (bunny)
F-f-faker, see you later
Not Lil Tunechi but I'm dressing like a skater
Keep complaining while we stack up all the paper
I'm going up, you going down no elevator
N-n-n-not here for a long time baby
I've been feeling like a fucking freak-show lately
You either rate me, or you hate me
Either way, I'm making all my free-throws daily
I'm cutting my hair
Because I don't really care
And I've got nothing to wear
But I'mma do just what I want to
Nowhere to run to
Not letting sun through
Okay, fuck you
Talking all that shit, I guess don't really mind (a-a-a)
Try to block it out yeah, It saves me time
Keep it on the side though, feel it in my spine
Look into my eyes, hold it 'til I'm blind
Talking all that shit, I guess don't really mind (a-a-a)
Try to block it out yeah, It saves me time
Keep it on the side though, feel it in my spine
Look into my-
One too many problems
Don't think I can solve them
Don't want no involvement
Ah, ah, ah
Stuff it in the closet
I don't know where the time went
I miss all of my old friends
Ah, ah, ah
Look low enough you'll find me
Forever it's inside me
Still questioning the timing
Just want you here beside me
Used to see it all in wide-screen
My vision is slowly blurring
I wish I was still nineteen
Ah, ah
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
Ah, Ah
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
I-I-I-I'm just feeling slow, everywhere I go
Kind of miss the afterglow
But I guess we'll never know, yeah
But I guess we'll never know, yeah
(Talking-in-in ah-ah)
Talking all that shit, I guess don't really mind (a-a-a)
Try to block it out yeah, it saves me time
Keep it on the side though, feel it in my spine
Look into my eyes, hold it 'til I'm blind
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
I'm cutting my hair
Because I don't really care
And I've got nothing to wear
But I'mma do just what I want to
Nowhere to run to
Not letting sun through
Okay, fuck you
Go!
Yeah they love me, it's funny
I don't know what I'mma do when I get money
Never getting nervous when their eyes are on me
This shit will have 'em fucking jumping like a bunny (bunny)
F-f-faker, see you later
Not Lil Tunechi but I'm dressing like a skater
Keep complaining while we stack up all the paper
I'm going up, you going down no elevator
N-n-n-not here for a long time baby
I've been feeling like a fucking freak-show lately
You either rate me, or you hate me
Either way, I'm making all my free-throws daily
I'm cutting my hair
Because I don't really care
And I've got nothing to wear
But I'mma do just what I want to
Nowhere to run to
Not letting sun through
Okay, fuck you
Talking all that shit, I guess don't really mind (a-a-a)
Try to block it out yeah, It saves me time
Keep it on the side though, feel it in my spine
Look into my eyes, hold it 'til I'm blind
Talking all that shit, I guess don't really mind (a-a-a)
Try to block it out yeah, It saves me time
Keep it on the side though, feel it in my spine
Look into my-
One too many problems
Don't think I can solve them
Don't want no involvement
Ah, ah, ah
Stuff it in the closet
I don't know where the time went
I miss all of my old friends
Ah, ah, ah
Look low enough you'll find me
Forever it's inside me
Still questioning the timing
Just want you here beside me
Used to see it all in wide-screen
My vision is slowly blurring
I wish I was still nineteen
Ah, ah
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
Ah, Ah
Ahhhh, Ahhhh
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Writer(s): Isaiah Macdonald, Zaya
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