We're All Mad Here!
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah Ye-Yeah
We're all mad here
Shaved my head now look like Kobe
(Yeah I look like Kobe)
Bitch better pay me what you owe me
(Better pay me what you owe me)
Yo on God you not my homie
(Uh uh you not my homie)
We in chaos livin goldee
I swear bro we so goldee
I ain't talkin bout platinum plaques
I ain't ever really gave a fuck bout that
I used to play 2k in the trap
Naw that boy not coming back
And I gotta say I came a long way
Can't you tell?
I'm a superstar! I look way better in IRL
Yo for real
What you think I be rollin on purple hills
I may smoke a skosh but I would never do no fuckin pills
That shit kills
Wouldn't even do it in Peoria
I don't wanna end up like Zendaya on Euphoria
I feel the stress of seein people less
Uh
It'll fuck you up if you don't pay no mind to it
Don't it
And with success also comes loneliness
Uh
Gotta walk through darkness while also bringin the shine to it
Yea
Yeah I just tell em
We're all mad here
Yeah, last time I was down here
You know what that cat told me?
(Meow!)
We're all mad
I guess I'll let y'all
In on
How I got into Wonderland
And all that shit
Yeah
It all started back in college
I was there to get a little knowledge
Learned a little too much is what I did
Doin beer bongs
Smokin blunts
Always doin what I want
But did I lose myself tryin to stunt
I don't know
Got me hooked up on this feelin even more now
But when it's over deep inside I'm feelin more down
It feels like yesterday we was drinkin natties
But 'fo I can even think or blink I look up now my boy's a daddy
Damn!
Where'd the time go
I just be gettin high
When I start feelin low
Is it right?
Is it wrong?
Just hand me the bong and sure enough in time
I'll let you know
I know I gotta let it go
I got dreams of startin a family
I know I really need to grow
I know my kids gonna demand it of me
but all these demands got me stressin
I don't wanna grab no Smith & Wesson
Yo I just wanna be a better man
But when shit gets out of hand
I just throw my hands up
And take my ass to Wonderland
Damn
Yeah
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
We're all mad here
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah
I tried to tell em
I tried to tell em that
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah Ye-Yeah
We're all mad here
Shaved my head now look like Kobe
(Yeah I look like Kobe)
Bitch better pay me what you owe me
(Better pay me what you owe me)
Yo on God you not my homie
(Uh uh you not my homie)
We in chaos livin goldee
I swear bro we so goldee
I ain't talkin bout platinum plaques
I ain't ever really gave a fuck bout that
I used to play 2k in the trap
Naw that boy not coming back
And I gotta say I came a long way
Can't you tell?
I'm a superstar! I look way better in IRL
Yo for real
What you think I be rollin on purple hills
I may smoke a skosh but I would never do no fuckin pills
That shit kills
Wouldn't even do it in Peoria
I don't wanna end up like Zendaya on Euphoria
I feel the stress of seein people less
Uh
It'll fuck you up if you don't pay no mind to it
Don't it
And with success also comes loneliness
Uh
Gotta walk through darkness while also bringin the shine to it
Yea
Yeah I just tell em
We're all mad here
Yeah, last time I was down here
You know what that cat told me?
(Meow!)
We're all mad
I guess I'll let y'all
In on
How I got into Wonderland
And all that shit
Yeah
It all started back in college
I was there to get a little knowledge
Learned a little too much is what I did
Doin beer bongs
Smokin blunts
Always doin what I want
But did I lose myself tryin to stunt
I don't know
Got me hooked up on this feelin even more now
But when it's over deep inside I'm feelin more down
It feels like yesterday we was drinkin natties
But 'fo I can even think or blink I look up now my boy's a daddy
Damn!
Where'd the time go
I just be gettin high
When I start feelin low
Is it right?
Is it wrong?
Just hand me the bong and sure enough in time
I'll let you know
I know I gotta let it go
I got dreams of startin a family
I know I really need to grow
I know my kids gonna demand it of me
but all these demands got me stressin
I don't wanna grab no Smith & Wesson
Yo I just wanna be a better man
But when shit gets out of hand
I just throw my hands up
And take my ass to Wonderland
Damn
Yeah
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
We're all mad here
We're all mad here
Yeah
Yeah
I tried to tell em
I tried to tell em that
We're all mad here
Credits
Writer(s): Domingos Muekalia Jr
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