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Yeah, bitch, I don't know what to do
I'm so bored, oh, Lord
I'm just tryna find myself in this big world
It isn't this hard, I guess
It seems to be like this; a big mess
I been on this road for many years
Complaining 'bout some fears
But now I gotta be prideful
For hopefully a lot more years, ay
Growing up, it sometimes be feeling very weird
I'm tryna break the scene before I'll turn seventeen
Although nevermind, I'll better be, ay
I'll be breaking free
Fuck a system, I be building up my own shit
I know it
And keep in mind that I sometimes do a role switch, ay
And, yes, I keep on flowing too
So I get so rich, yeah
Writing lyrics in the back of the bus
Tryna improve myself each day
People call me fucked up
Sorry I don't party and drink so much
I'll listen to the real G's and people call me brainwashed
How come that I don't fit into this generation, fuck
Back in the day I always used to live it up, uh
I used to live it up
I been daydreaming and I've been praying to God
I do things I don't wanna do; discipline's rough
Don't get it twisted, I don't do things that aren't good blood
But I spend my time working, that's what I call discipline
I'm so bored, oh, Lord
I'm just tryna find myself in this big world
It isn't this hard, I guess
It seems to be like this; a big mess
I been on this road for many years
Complaining 'bout some fears
But now I gotta be prideful
For hopefully a lot more years, ay
Growing up, it sometimes be feeling very weird
I'm tryna break the scene before I'll turn seventeen
Although nevermind, I'll better be, ay
I'll be breaking free
Fuck a system, I be building up my own shit
I know it
And keep in mind that I sometimes do a role switch, ay
And, yes, I keep on flowing too
So I get so rich, yeah
Writing lyrics in the back of the bus
Tryna improve myself each day
People call me fucked up
Sorry I don't party and drink so much
I'll listen to the real G's and people call me brainwashed
How come that I don't fit into this generation, fuck
Back in the day I always used to live it up, uh
I used to live it up
I been daydreaming and I've been praying to God
I do things I don't wanna do; discipline's rough
Don't get it twisted, I don't do things that aren't good blood
But I spend my time working, that's what I call discipline
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Writer(s): Philipp Frank
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