MEN

Everybody knows
Everyone knows
Every girl you meet
When you go talk to a girl in a club
And you're going "hi my name is Terry"
She knows
They all know
I hope you become every insecure cause you fucking should be
Everybody who's ever glanced at your pathetic miserable face
Has known that you have a fucking miniscule

I'm sitting with my boy
We don't discuss elephants
I'm trying to act normal
Really keen on selling it
More jumpy than usual
Snapping back at his jokes
Laughin' loud as shit like he don't know how to read tone
But he know, and I know, so he casually notes
Little things he like bout being single
Then it's back to the roasts
Then it's back to the ropes
Look

One day I'll forget her, he says actually no
You don't wanna forget, you just wanna move on
I don't need a lecture right now, this shit actually blows
Lickin' his lips, we make eye contact
Woah

Cigarette stained teeth biting the edge of the Coors light
I only got an eight left, brother, roll tight
Don't drop my weed and don't touch my fucking keef
Especially don't fucking act like that was your light
The fuck you mean, I saw you put that shit in your pocket
Give me my fucking lighter back, bro, stop it
Talking like love is a serious topic
I don't got the profits to just sit there and talk like a prophet

Shut the fuck up, you don't got the answers (you don't know)
Mr. Libra telling girls you a Cancer (you ain't grown)
Mister, I need a small loan (plus you're broke)
He said, listen, don't take it to heart, bro, but (listen bro)

Heartbreak made many men put many wrists on ice
Took the same wrists to heaven as a sacrifice
And if you're waiting for somebody else to live it with
Can you even tell me if you're really living life (dead)
Wounded men wounded me and I still keep it going
I need your new man to be woundable
I need to know it
I need to know he a bitch, he should know I loved you better
And if I didn't, I hope you lie when we're back together
Wounded men wounded me and I still keep it going
Oh, be careful out there
Wounded men wounded me and I still keep it going
Oh, be careful out there (don't get shot)

My boy, he a rockstar
Hella girls on his roster
I'm trying to get like you, bro
What does it take to prosper?
Why am I always ashamed?
What am I making up for?
Put his hand on my thigh
Let's find out, lil' whore

I ain't wanna do it
But he's so commanding
Get on your knees, bitch
So good at this man thing
He whip it out, holy shit, that's when he's soft?
I can't look away, I'm watching him beat off (hypnotized)
He like, go for it, I'm like, stop playing, what you mean
I'm a stoner, my throat's been numb since 2015
So I'm guckin his shit, I got that meat-jaw
Then it just slips, I love you, you know what I mean dawg?
He like, okay, don't act sus, head's what I'm in need of
It's not sus, you're talking to me, dawg
I resent the same plate I eat off
He look down, I bit that shit clean off

Wounded men wounded me, keep it going
Keep it going, keep it going, keep it going (dance)
Wounded men wounded me, keep it going
Keep it going, keep it going, keep it going
Khodaya

Keep it going



Credits
Writer(s): Sina Darvishi Darvishi
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