Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-oohused to wait to get callbacks Now I don't know how the fuck to act Los Angeles done fucked me up I've seen sunshine, I've seen money cups Gotta be a way to get the money up Gotta find me a new chain get it frozen up They go hun' on you, hun' on you, hun' on you They go hun' on you, hun' on with a hundred bucks Back in '09, was a mall rat Glock to my head, baby, holla back Is there any way I can get college back? 'Cause I know I missed out on what I lack What you adamant for some peace for? Move away from my people My good friends, oh, evil Breakups and then feel evil
I don't think I would ever wanna fuckin' listen I know there's nothin' that you could do to try to get me to listen (Look at me and see) I don't think I would ever wanna fuckin' listen I know there's nothin' that you could do to try to get me to listen
How do you cope without a rope? Me and my boyfriend, we lookin' for hope See me, I'm cussin' and bustin' the soles Actin' like niggas don't know who I was This for my boys, this for my folks I told my mama I'm good on my own She told me get the cash, kick it and go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Then we got dope, then we gon' smoke In this trip 'til I choke He need a nigga that he can just hold All of these demons that lent me the door I seen the Lord, I seen you grow I seen before you seen the glow What do you want me the fuck to get? I don't get up with you I was just stuck with you
Find your way through the garden, then Let the old guard down with an argument Hands on the roof, they arrested him No sleep 'til Brooklyn, deportin' men Find your way through the garden, then Let the old guard down with an argument Hands on the roof, they arrested him No sleep 'til Brooklyn, deportin' men (Take me back now)
I don't think I would ever wanna fuckin' listen I know there's nothin' that you could do to try to get me to listen (Look at me and see) I don't think I would ever wanna fuckin' listen (How much lower is you tryna make my ego go?) I know there's nothin' that you could do to try to get me to listen (Without your daddy standin' there, you're just your brother's son)
Why won't you? Why won't you? Why won't you? Why, why won't you? (Ooh, ooh-ooh) Why won't you? Why won't you? Why won't you let me run away? (Ooh, ooh-ooh) Why won't you? Why won't you? Why won't you? Why, why won't you? (Ooh, ooh-ooh) Why won't you? Why won't you? Why won't you let me run away? (Ooh, ooh)
Maybe I'm too patient, you're so crazy, boy (Crazy boy) Spent the weekends on a island 'cause they made us, boy (I'll spend it all with you, though) If I try to tell you why you're so special to me, boy (I've been thinkin' about waitin' so patiently) I'll be here 'til the sun comes up That's why I'm hangin', boy
I don't think I would ever wanna fuckin' listen I know there's nothin' that you could do to try to get me to listen (Look at me and see) I don't think I would ever wanna fuckin' listen (How much lower is you tryna make my ego go?) I know there's nothin' that you could do to try to get me to listen (Without your daddy standin' there, you're just your brother's son)
Compositores: Jack Michael Antonoff (Jack Antonoff), Evan Smith, Clifford F Simpson (Ian Simpson), Romil Hemnani ECAD: Obra #22732664