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I joke a lot, I know The voice inside of me is twelve years old Yeah, I need guidance I just turned thirty and I'm still freestylin' So this how YOLO beats doubt And hope breeds vows I won't be proud 'til I'm crowned You holdin' me down or you holdin' me down? Will I break out or will I break down? I'm calling my shot, aww This is my plot, aww Just let me be not wrong Everything is right in front of me So I don't see what's right in front of me I'm only seein' what it's gonna be (Two, three, four) I never had a ménage (Oh) I'd rather get a fiancé (Ayy) Mom up my ass like a prostate She thinkin' forward like blockchain But I'm sittin', thinkin' 'bout the fourth grade (Woo) I was hittin' on the Macarena Visualizin' all the packed arenas I ain't had shit on my hands еxcept Cheetos That was the top Back when Dwaynе was the Rock Letras de cancionesBack when jerkin' off used to be the motivation I would come home racin', tryna beat my mama to my crib, get naked Then I'll go on Maxim.com for the pictures Put the shower on while I'm stickin' the print-outs to the shower wall usin' steam Then I put the shower head up on the massage settin' What the fuck was that? How was I usin' stills? Now when I use my thoughts The women turn to sand The women blow away It's why I take Adderall every day Fifteen milligram, time release I pray to God it doesn't kill me My generation the test (Yes) I can feel my heart race in my chest (Yes) Takin' what it takes to be best (I do) I met a nice girl out west (I did) But I wish she was more East Coast (That's true) Guess that's how the story goes Doesn't matter how I far I go Fuck it, I don't even know Lot of surfaces don't need a scratch A lot of matches haven't met a match There's a lot of women in my phone Who last name is Bumble, Tinder, or some other app On a date, I can't wait 'til I talk about work If they sleep over, I'll get 'em a shirt I don't do synagogue, I don't do church I don't know exactly what I believe I don't know exactly what we all need Homie, this shit is a doozey We all used to write it in loose leaf I just want someone to use me If you can't be used, you're useless (Uh) I'm just so lucky to be doin' me (True) Been privileged since birth Now I gotta pay that forward How we gonna change that world? I know I'm different I'm comin' out and I hope you'll listen Time's runnin' out and I know I'll miss it I could fail, but I can't do what-ifs I'll give you my heart and you'll still want a pic You in or you out, y'all? What you gonna pick? I wanna be what I wanna be (What's wrong with me?) Why do they bring out the lobster before you eat it And have you look at it in its eyes? (Anyone?) (No) I joke a lot, I know The voice inside of me is twelve years old Yeah, I need guidance I just turned thirty and I'm still freestylin' From Letras Mania