Middle Kid

My shirt got stained on the way
Tied my shoes on the stairs to your apartment
Fourth floor feel like outer space
And I'm still waiting on a call from the job that Jog got
Man I hate the wait
I bet I'll choke up when I see ya
Or maybe we could grab a quick bite to eat
Tripping on my feet when I'm thinking
Well that's something I just prolly gotta sleep off
8 hours in and I'm peeved off
So I watch a film and turn a beat on
A lil bit of drums and some strings I could lean on
What I'm feeling like?
I ain't checked on myself in a little while
A bit of self care could go a long way
But it's hard when I'm tryna do the big things
Mood ring change when you say that you're on your way
And I ain't finna lie about some loose change
Two-way streets that I know like your middle name
Shea butter, cream I could eat til I get toothaches

Middle kid cheesin
What a great feeling
Tryna find meaning
In a world full of dreaming
You say I'm wrong
Don't play, you think I'm dumb
No way to tell what's up
When I just bite my tongue

Fall apart when I get in
Back home still treat me like a prince
I'm back stuck at the light by your crib
But I'm solo so no need to say
Fit in (what I want)
Or get in (what I do)
That shit don't still hit
I'm waiting on the karma of my past decisions
Bad intentions back when I was young
Trapped and made a couple hundred bucks and had to run
Baby knew I had it even then when I was stuck
And now it's only obvious that I'm the only one
That can flip the switch when the lights out
Make it bright now
Itchin for a little fight now
Pull the right out
And let it hit
Let em sit
I can't stand by and act like you the shit

Middle kid cheesin
What a great feeling
Tryna find meaning
In a world full of dreaming
You say I'm wrong
Don't play, you think I'm dumb
No way to tell what's up
When I just bite my tongue

I'm wrong, I'm dumb
When I just bite my tongue
I'm wrong, I'm dumb
When I just bite my tongue



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Writer(s): Tanner Lance Agpoon-steinbock
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