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Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo Ooh, ooh Yuh, yeah, yeah Yeah Problem child, problem's mine (Yeah) Tried to fit in all the time (Yeah) Even now I see the flashback (Uh) Life a stage, I missed the lines Don't miss the times when my own friends pretended I didn't exist, befriended liars Just some kids the words used defending lies Fuck 'em man, I hope that agenda dies because it's— (Woop) Some nature versus nurture shit My mother birthed a hurtin' son of a gun That's why this verse felt relevant, I'm adamant the person I was (Yeah) Deep inside a different version of the surface I loved They made a brown kid dummy like my writing is shit, no shit Then adolescence was just burning the wick Waitin' for time tickin' 'til it tie me up in a grip Workin' a nine to five shift like I'm done with this shit 'Cause I started fires in the third grade Yellin' rebel nothings Thinkin' they were something, yeah And the pain wouldn't slide on the birthdays Letras de cancionesRecess or the lunch breaks Couldn't tell me nothin' Still can't tell me nothin' Still can't tell me nothin' Fuck your damn assumptions (Uh, yeah) I won't keep my cool Tell me nothin' Still can't tell me nothin' I'll just take my money (I take it) To keep my cool Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo Ayy, ayy, ayy Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo Ooh, ooh Tell me nothin' Yeah, yeah, ayy Yuh Modern man, modern plans (Yuh) I don't need your modern scams, yuh (Yuh) Even now I hearin' them cookin' up to— Sell my soul for a couple grand I kiss goodbye to bein' a punk All I need is my laptop, freedom, and a feminine touch And soon enough I'll be sendin' 'em damage 'Til I say that a million won't be enough Yeah my following ain't big but I'm looking buff to me up But I don't want a white collar fuckin' it up for me Yeah, I'm all authentic, broke, ambitious and my car dented, yuh (Yuh) So I gotta drive like nobody, nobody takin' my cut But I don't really do no fucking work for free So don't count on me, yeah Don't count on me, yeah 'Cause I started fires in the third grade Yellin' rebel nothings Thinkin' they were something, yeah (Yeah, yeah) And the pain wouldn't slide on the birthdays Recess or the lunch breaks Couldn't tell me nothin' (No) Still can't tell me nothin' Still can't tell me nothin' Fuck your damn assumptions (Oh, oh, oh) I won't keep my cool Tell me nothin' Still can't tell me nothin' I'll just take my money To keep my cool I keep my cool Don't say a word They'll be back in a moment When it's your moment Just keep it cool Separate from the herd And at first you'll be lonely 'Til they all hone in Say tell me nothin' Yeah, yeah, ayy Mmm, yeah, yeah Say tell me nothin' Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh From Letras Mania