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I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess (Oh-oh, mess) But I do it with a little finesse Finesse, finesse, oh yes (Oh, yeah) I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess (Yeah-yeah) But I Uber home and I'm feeling blessed (Yeah-yeah) I'm blessed, I'm blessed, oh yes (Oh-oh, chyeah) Don't call a cop, but it's a crisis Don't know how to stop when it's the nice shit (Hey) Slurring my words and I don't hide it I don't mind it, I kind of like it (Yeah-yeah) I talk with my hands, yeah, I'm a handful (Talk with my hands, yeah) Knocking down glasses like an asshole You know I'm a hazard on the dancefloor, better be careful (Mhm, mhm-hmm) Am I killing it? No But am I growing? I been learning shit? Also no I'm a mess, yeah I'm a mess, yeah I'm a mess, yeah But I do it with a little finesse, yeah I'm at my best, yeah, when I'm moving reckless (Chyeah) I know I shouldn't, but still I go again I know this lyin' made her fall in love, uh I still ain't tired living fucked up, yeah Letras de cancionesI still ain't tired of the styrofoam, yeah I'm kept reminded I'ma die alone, yeah-yeah I'm kept reminded that these diamonds came from pressure, hey I made my bed so I'ma lie in it finessin' (Hey) I'm such a mess, I don't know what to do I'm such a mess, I don't know what to do (Yeah-yeah) I'm a mess, yeah I'm a mess, yeah Do it with a little finesse, yeah I'm a mess, yeah I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, yeah (Yeah, yeah) But I do it with a little finesse (A lot of finesse, yeah-yeah) Finesse, finesse, oh yes (Yeah, yeah) I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess (I'm a mess) But I Uber home and I'm feeling blessed I'm blessed, I'm blessed, oh yes (Chyeah) I've been feeling older Thought I'd grow up but it ain't gonna happen From Letras Mania