Hawaii/Norway

Everybody think that they know me
I just want a house in Hawaii
I just wanna surf like, all day
I don't wanna cry 'bout nothing

Let my phone die so no one call me
All these fucking people try to call me now
But don't ask me how I'm feeling, got me so down
I don't wanna worry 'bout my bank account

Spend a hundred thousand like, okay
Make that shit back in like, three days
Haven't left the house in like, three days
Haven't hit my friends in like, three days
Haven't been online in like, three days
Haven't even spoke in like, three days

You ain't called me back, what's the delay?
Still the same phone, no names saved
Keep it on silent, hate the vibrate
Flight in the morning out to Norway
Use the miles from tour for the upgrade
Snowfall out the window, eating pancakes
Airbnb like $3K
Hit a rave where I don't know the DJ
Only pull up to the show if it's AA
Only pull up to the show if I play

Been anxious since my drive got erased
Time away from work? Can't relate
"Where you live now?" I don't even have a place
Travel so much, living out a suitcase
Only ever buy the mini toothpaste
No home for like, six months straight
Staying with the homies don't feel great
Sleep on the floor at JFK



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Writer(s): Chet Porter
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