The Occasional L

Really, I'm not the kind to say that this was any more than
A cloudy-headed boy just tryna shoot his shot
(Shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot)
You shouldn't be too disappointed, we all take the occasional L
Yeah, Xin left empty-handed, but at least he tried his luck
(Tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck)

Why'd you go do a thing like that, man?
You don't know no better
Oh, you like tripping?
Take a couple drops of this lil' baby
You'll be up there where the sun shines and the moon glows

Taste of your own medicine, boy, sip that syrup all down
You really been on top of the world, but your head too far in the clouds
What's the point in coming back down if I'm really not willing and able?
Look, this is hardly a love song, hardly a plea for redemption
I'd say this is more like a statement

Addressed to the fairies, I've been away
With chasing a little inner peace when the day ends
Damn, I'm really glad we could make friends
'Cause I've always been a dreamer
Well, most of my life anyway, especially when I'm waking
Now in this case
Subconsciously, I can speak my truths, we can talk 'til the a.m.

Not one to confess my love, one night to address the lust
More like me
Quick word with the kick and snare
Lil' cup of the Yorkshire Gold is all I need
Then I saw your face, white tee on your chest
Orange flairs from the waist down
Way you were moving and sending a side eye
Made me assume that you had me on a stakeout

But then when I asked what you saying?
Well, you dashed off like Usain, uh
Hard feelings a mile off
Wasn't like I was planning on moving in
More like getting carried by the wind to the West in a Cadillac pinker
Than the glossier lip gloss that you rocked
When you gave me that glimpse and our eyes locked in

If I wasn't in oblivion, I would have clocked it
Dumb shit like thinking with your cock tip
More than a couple cocktails got me sucked in
The boy tryna peacock, but you plucked him
I may be young and dumb, but I'm switched on
I know a life lesson when I see one
Little boy don't cry, that was what you needed
A little rejection never hurt, keep up (keep up, keep up)

Really, I'm not the kind to say that this was any more than
A cloudy-headed boy just tryna shoot his shot
(Shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot)
You shouldn't be too disappointed, we all take the occasional L
Yeah, Xin left empty-handed, but at least he tried his luck
(Tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck)

Now, can you see what I see, Xin?
I thought so
You just gotta keep on driving and keep on trucking, kid
Aye, man, we all fucked up

They say there's plenty more fish in the sea
And lord knows we all wanna be swimming in that ocean
Only thing is...
Swim out too far and you might never come back

I wasn't really looking for anything more than a night of- (woo)
When I got shown to the door, her kiss goodbye was politeness
Well, I should've seen that coming
'Cause karma's been my long time mistress
So I dashed off in a hurry, crossed her off my wish list, yeah

Now everybody got their flaws, and I was really at the height of
Something like tripping off my balls, getting blasted to Orion
Well, I should've seen that coming
'Cause karma's been my long time mistress
So I dashed off in a hurry, crossed her off my wish list, bounce

Tryna get me back down to reality, know I will not comply
The world's different up here
Took a second, now I see it in a whole new light
Please, don't be offended if your message didn't get no replies
Signal's not too great these ways, and you know I don't text and drive

Tryna get me back down to reality, know I will not comply
The world's different up here
Took a second, now I see it in a whole new light
Please, don't be offended if your message didn't get no replies
Signal's not too great these ways and you know I don't text and drive



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Writer(s): Nix Northwest
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