the sidelines
I just wanna fly
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I just wanna fly
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I grew colder I grew wiser
I grew off a family I was poppa
I grew like a flower with no water
But I still grew with no fertilizer
Adhd kid being untreated
Got me living school
Like I'm hell living
The only thing that
Calmed me was hell drinking
Never felt like them
Like them other bitches
That look at my fit bitches
That see me bitches
That you wanna hang out with me bitches
That you need to smile more bitches
That why you mad for bitches
I just wanna fly
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I just wanna fly
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I'm sorry for Kanye
For everything he's going through
Homie's crying for help
But we laughing at you
Got me wonder why
He ain't got no help from his crew
See it's important to be surrounded
By people that choose
To make you realize
When you be needing to stop
We are so desensitized
We scrolling blood on Tik tok
Uploading bodies on Twitter
Do anything really triggers
Saw Takeoff dead
Made me feel sick to my liver
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I just wanna fly
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I grew colder I grew wiser
I grew off a family I was poppa
I grew like a flower with no water
But I still grew with no fertilizer
Adhd kid being untreated
Got me living school
Like I'm hell living
The only thing that
Calmed me was hell drinking
Never felt like them
Like them other bitches
That look at my fit bitches
That see me bitches
That you wanna hang out with me bitches
That you need to smile more bitches
That why you mad for bitches
I just wanna fly
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I just wanna fly
Live my life offline
Cozy on the sidelines
I don't want the bright lights
I'm sorry for Kanye
For everything he's going through
Homie's crying for help
But we laughing at you
Got me wonder why
He ain't got no help from his crew
See it's important to be surrounded
By people that choose
To make you realize
When you be needing to stop
We are so desensitized
We scrolling blood on Tik tok
Uploading bodies on Twitter
Do anything really triggers
Saw Takeoff dead
Made me feel sick to my liver
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