Fine
Chin up nigga, you'll get up nigga,
You'll be alright
You had the loneliest winter but There'll be colder nights
You got a chip on your shoulder that Love just turned to spite
Forgive em, forget em, nigga, that's just the way of life
You fightin' demons, it's gettin' old like Morgan Freeman
You give a smile to the world inside you really grievin
Like don't nobody here feel my pain, I think I'm leavin
Like all I got is my fuckin' self, I can't believe it
Years change, friends change, it feels strange
Like everybody gettin' better but you stayed the same
I'm about to really disappear, David Blaine
I don't think nobody really here, I'm insane
Sippin' every night, you tryna drink away your problems
That won't do a thing, got your head steady throbbin'
Really in your head, you crazy, thinkin' you the problem
Pray to false gods, thinkin' that's the way to solve it
Chin up nigga, you'll get up nigga, you'll be alright
You had the loneliest winter but there'll be colder nights
You got a chip on your shoulder that love just turned to spite
Forgive em, forget em, nigga, that's just the way of life
You'll be alright
You had the loneliest winter but There'll be colder nights
You got a chip on your shoulder that Love just turned to spite
Forgive em, forget em, nigga, that's just the way of life
You fightin' demons, it's gettin' old like Morgan Freeman
You give a smile to the world inside you really grievin
Like don't nobody here feel my pain, I think I'm leavin
Like all I got is my fuckin' self, I can't believe it
Years change, friends change, it feels strange
Like everybody gettin' better but you stayed the same
I'm about to really disappear, David Blaine
I don't think nobody really here, I'm insane
Sippin' every night, you tryna drink away your problems
That won't do a thing, got your head steady throbbin'
Really in your head, you crazy, thinkin' you the problem
Pray to false gods, thinkin' that's the way to solve it
Chin up nigga, you'll get up nigga, you'll be alright
You had the loneliest winter but there'll be colder nights
You got a chip on your shoulder that love just turned to spite
Forgive em, forget em, nigga, that's just the way of life
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Writer(s): Corey James, Andy Grammar, Rachel Platten
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