Man On The Moon (The Anthem)

(Alright, run it) I never gave a fuck
I never gave a fuck about what niggas thought about me
I mean, I did, but like fuck it, you know what I'm saying?
You gon' love me, mate, you gon' love me, mate (free)

They can't comprehend
Or even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was boring, they would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind, everything would be fine
Maybe if I was a jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speaking kind words
Then, maybe it would be okay to say then
I wasn't the good guy to begin with

But my mind is all crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
They got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above, above
Feeling like a airplane in the sky
But then, they say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
They got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above, above
Feeling like a bird sitting high, high

I be that man on the moon, I'm that man on the moon
And I'ma do what I do, so do you, hey, hey
I be posted with a blunt and a brew, my dude
I'm that man on the moon, I'm up, up on the moon (ooh-ooh)

It's like, I, I'ma play all my stuff for everybody
You know, and all my people, they give me feedback, you know?
And they be like, "Yo, then why, why your shit sound so different?"
You know what I'm saying? "Why, why your, why your shit, like, on another-"
"Why's, why's it sound so different?" like it's a bad thing
And I be like, "Why not, nigga?"

Close my eyes, hide in the dark
It's a curtain call, come one, come all
All I do is try to make it simple
The ones that make it complicated never get congratulated
I'm something different, all aspects
Don't want a woman just to love her assets
I still wife her up even with her flat chest
The type to get hurt, but that's the past tense

My mind is all hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinking that I'm wrong
'Cause they used to call me lame, lame, lame, lame
My swag was a little different
But then, my mind is hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinking that I'm wrong
But they the ones who lame, lame, lame, lame
I got the last laugh, nigga (nigga)

I be that man on the moon, I'm that man on the moon
And I'ma do what I do, so do you, hey, hey
I be posted with a blunt and a brew, my dude
I'm that man on the moon, I'm up, up on the moon, ooh-ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Mescudi, Jason Chung
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