Cold Pizza
La-la-ladada, da-da-dadada
Da-da-dadada
La-da-dadada, da-da-dadada
Da-da-dadada
La-da-dadada, da-da-dadada
Da-da-dadada
La-da-dadada, da-da-dadada
Yoo
Let me live my life, let me breathe
Let me be, who I wanna be
Y'all wannabees, y'all one of them
Not one of you
I know it's hard but think about it
Go find a hobby, go read a book
Or be fine without it, go cry about it, go post about it
Go tell the world, that you are fed up with your life
Everytime you wake up in the morning you just hate your life
Ask yourself, why you fuck that girl for the second time
Get yo' self up off yo bed, you've had enough rest
Splash some water on your face, there's no time to waste
Do you want to change the way you're living or
Crawl into that office space, I could never go
I could never live that life, no no, no way, hell nah, I'm gone
Fuck around, break it off
Lost my train of thought, what'd you think this was
It's been seven months, seven fucking months
Since I've seen your face
Whatchu doing? How you feeling? How you coping with your demons?
I've been laying low, kicking back, know my new shit rad
Had some friends, they ditched my ass
That just motivated me, I see right through you, fool
I'm on my own (On my own)
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Dadada-da)
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Dadada-da)
I made my own lane
Know I run my own plays
I don't give a fuck whatchu bout' to say
I'm in my own lane
Know I run my own plays
I don't give a fuck what you have to say
She was looking at me with those pretty eyes
I was thinking you and I, start a fire, let it fly
Conversation getting dry
Take a swig and feel the vibe
Feel the, feel the, vibe
Feel the, feel the
Lets get it
Falling down like dominos
Yeah they never gotta know
Acting like you hate me though
I know that you faking though
She the type to take the bottle, hit rock bottom
Hit the throttle, police in the rear view
Not some shit you used to
Tighten up that loose screw
Hopefully they let you, drive away
I'll be waiting at the station if they fuck you
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu' bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Dadada-da)
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu' bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Say, say, say)
Da-da-dadada
La-da-dadada, da-da-dadada
Da-da-dadada
La-da-dadada, da-da-dadada
Da-da-dadada
La-da-dadada, da-da-dadada
Yoo
Let me live my life, let me breathe
Let me be, who I wanna be
Y'all wannabees, y'all one of them
Not one of you
I know it's hard but think about it
Go find a hobby, go read a book
Or be fine without it, go cry about it, go post about it
Go tell the world, that you are fed up with your life
Everytime you wake up in the morning you just hate your life
Ask yourself, why you fuck that girl for the second time
Get yo' self up off yo bed, you've had enough rest
Splash some water on your face, there's no time to waste
Do you want to change the way you're living or
Crawl into that office space, I could never go
I could never live that life, no no, no way, hell nah, I'm gone
Fuck around, break it off
Lost my train of thought, what'd you think this was
It's been seven months, seven fucking months
Since I've seen your face
Whatchu doing? How you feeling? How you coping with your demons?
I've been laying low, kicking back, know my new shit rad
Had some friends, they ditched my ass
That just motivated me, I see right through you, fool
I'm on my own (On my own)
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Dadada-da)
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Dadada-da)
I made my own lane
Know I run my own plays
I don't give a fuck whatchu bout' to say
I'm in my own lane
Know I run my own plays
I don't give a fuck what you have to say
She was looking at me with those pretty eyes
I was thinking you and I, start a fire, let it fly
Conversation getting dry
Take a swig and feel the vibe
Feel the, feel the, vibe
Feel the, feel the
Lets get it
Falling down like dominos
Yeah they never gotta know
Acting like you hate me though
I know that you faking though
She the type to take the bottle, hit rock bottom
Hit the throttle, police in the rear view
Not some shit you used to
Tighten up that loose screw
Hopefully they let you, drive away
I'll be waiting at the station if they fuck you
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu' bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Dadada-da)
I made my own lane (Own lane)
Yeah I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck whatchu' bout' to say (Dadada-da)
I'm in my own lane (Own lane)
Know I run my own plays (Own plays)
I don't give a fuck what you have to say (Say, say, say)
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Writer(s): Michael Torrance
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