tier 1

(Aye, ro you got me crazy on this, boi)

Uh, Uh
Poppin' my headphones in like (yuh)
Poppin' my headphones in like (yeah)
Poppin' my headphones in like (yuh)

Uh, Uh
Poppin' my headphones in like (boi)
Poppin' my headphones in like (yeah)
Poppin' my headphones

I got headphones all around the eardrums
Walk around like I don't fear none
Bitch don't talk to me I'm tier 1
Don't talk to me I'm tier 1
Got headphones all around the eardrums
Walk around like I don't fear none
Bitch don't talk to me I'm tier 1
Don't talk to me I'm tier 1, aye

Too in tune can't quantify that
I won't apologize back
2 playlists 1.5k songs and I got another hundred on Spotify Wrapped
Bitch I'm all in my bag
These the walls that I have
Who got you talkin like that
This is not me I'm reciting these lyrics
No one understand me like these lyrics
I swear that they too in line with my spirit
This music lock me in like windows I been in
Except these shits like 5% tinted
Civilian with this I feel like I'm beerus
My mind on a mission, This manifestation
It's no superstition
Don't feel like enough when I'm in all this places
I pop em in to feel like somebody's favorite
I think I'm addicted to hundreds of playlists
I catch myself when I'm in one of these stages
They think I'm relaxed when I'm smiling in class
But trying my best when I feel like I'm hated, yuh, yuh
Found me a passion that played with my status
Who would've thought that my comfort and cravings
Would build me a vision that's somewhat amazing
But create dependence that's tough for embracing
When that anxiety kick in (anxiety)
I'm talking social
Turn on the bluetooth and get in my own zone
Finna go loco
Hot like the ozone It lit up the O2
Actin' Anonymous I do not know you
No apologist, a whole different mode too
This my go to, I don't need no two cents
I'm filling a hole thats in
In
Yuh
In
This ain't no drink in me
Got Drake in me
I could face the real world
But it ain't safe for me
This my comfort life, when I press play repeat
J. Cole in my lyrics, nah not that time
Love that dude but it's not that time
My anxiety high, and I'm tryna be right
Play sumn dumb kid, Play sumn hype
Imma skip those songs like 1 or 5
Skip, skip, skip, Imma repeat this
Till that shuffle end at sumn I like
This that shit
Damn, this one a slap
This was my life during 9th grade class
And 11th grade class
And 12th grade class, way back, in jazz
I painted pictures of all my friends
Thought they hated me that's not they said
Truthfully it was just all in my head
Felt rushes that I couldn't comprehend
And dealt with em through all my Spotify sets, Like

I can't let go cuz I'm way too afraid
Cuz I tie my worth to the music I play, and the music I make
So whenever they hate, I'm poppin these headphones in
Thinking that music will save, get me in my usual state
Like ooh this is great, my mood really changed
But this keep controlling the moves that I make
And how do they hate you can't prove what they say
And if this discomfort is what you embrace
Then maybe it just ain't as bad at you think
You battling pain
You battling how you lust all that you ain't
And how you stood out so you filled with self hate
And opening that up a risk that you take, you rather not take
But maybe if you tried to battle or face
The problems that you keep on paddling way
If you put these headphones right back in their case
(back in their case, back in their case)
If you put these headphones right back in their case
Then maybe things will feel they back into place

Poppin' my headphones in like
Poppin' my headphones in like
Poppin' my headphones

I got headphones all around the eardrums
Walk around like I don't fear none
Bitch don't talk to me I'm tier 1
Don't talk to me I'm tier 1
Got headphones all around the eardrums
Walk around like I don't fear none
Bitch don't talk to me I'm tier 1
Don't talk to me I'm tier 1, aye

I got headphones all around the eardrums
Walk around like I don't fear none
Bitch don't talk to me I'm tier 1
Don't talk to me I'm tier 1