POPular Strangers (feat. Sham1016)
You wanna be so popular
Yeah you popping but it's not like her
You chase a life that you do not deserve
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
You ain't that special
I knew you before you knew who you were
And you ain't that impressive
I would know because I hit it first
Now I'm blocking the message
Stressing me out, girl you get on my nerves
Imma head out I don't think this'll work
If you're always like this, then I know it gets worse
Got your priorities fucked up
Reason you always come second
The reason you don't learn your lesson
Counting on likes, better count on your blessing
You don't know what comes with attention
Come around them and there's always some tension
Think you got it, I know your self conscious
Start to argue and switch up the topics
She got a brain with no knowledge
I think she's a part of the problem
She always the start of the problem
You gotta start using your noggin
Running late
Chasing a life you could never keep up with
You're a fake
These days you're more like a puppet
You wanna be so popular
Yeah you popping but it's not like her
You chase a life that you do not deserve
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
You wanna be so popular
How can I tell that you're lying through your face
How can I tell that you're trying your best
To put somebody in my place
Didn't your momma try to tell you keep it true
You ain't got to chase ho fame
Know you're really outside
Trying to catch a yaw
Man I swear these hoes lame, look
What I say
It don't sit right, don't admit it
Try to play the game like you're winning
Nigga pass you round love assistant
Move through the label that you live with
Niggas won't save you though
Girl I used to know ain't the same no more
Now you love kicking it with brainless hoes
Lost your soul but you're famous though
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
Yeah you popping but it's not like her
You chase a life that you do not deserve
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
You ain't that special
I knew you before you knew who you were
And you ain't that impressive
I would know because I hit it first
Now I'm blocking the message
Stressing me out, girl you get on my nerves
Imma head out I don't think this'll work
If you're always like this, then I know it gets worse
Got your priorities fucked up
Reason you always come second
The reason you don't learn your lesson
Counting on likes, better count on your blessing
You don't know what comes with attention
Come around them and there's always some tension
Think you got it, I know your self conscious
Start to argue and switch up the topics
She got a brain with no knowledge
I think she's a part of the problem
She always the start of the problem
You gotta start using your noggin
Running late
Chasing a life you could never keep up with
You're a fake
These days you're more like a puppet
You wanna be so popular
Yeah you popping but it's not like her
You chase a life that you do not deserve
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
You wanna be so popular
How can I tell that you're lying through your face
How can I tell that you're trying your best
To put somebody in my place
Didn't your momma try to tell you keep it true
You ain't got to chase ho fame
Know you're really outside
Trying to catch a yaw
Man I swear these hoes lame, look
What I say
It don't sit right, don't admit it
Try to play the game like you're winning
Nigga pass you round love assistant
Move through the label that you live with
Niggas won't save you though
Girl I used to know ain't the same no more
Now you love kicking it with brainless hoes
Lost your soul but you're famous though
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be so popular
You wanna be known so bad
You're all on your own, so mad
That hit close to home, don't that?
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Griffin, Kleshaam Shakir, William Hayes
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