Boo Hoo

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Mason Wav

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Yeah
Life is finite, but I've been tryin' to learn that
It takes a lot to understand but when I do I go mad
These stupid shoes and pants don't fit
I ain't no fad
I try to fix it
I don't fit in
I live in no man's
It happens so fast, the memories they go past
Too many stories to tell, I'd teach the whole class
In fact I'm cursed with that
I throw away the knickknacks
The items ain't you, my heart ain't gettin' mismatched
The whiplash from things of the past is heavy
Why can't it be happy confetti wrapped in a pretty box sittin' there steady
Ribbons aplenty
I guess I'd never learn a thing if I was spoiled with many
A penny ain't a part of me but keeps the world spinnin'
I'd rather be isolated like Austria's Grimming
I'm sick of trends
Sick of looks
I'm sick of all these women actin' hoes
Y'all eat it up and get it trendin'
I'll strike a nerve like a needle inside of a vein
Stupid apps got my mental going insane
You never saw that
Funny that they're chasin' the fame, I never got that
Ima keep on chasin' a dream
And I ain't falling 'less I look down
Speakin' truth
Well rounded mind of mine got it's own style like a pronoun
Makin' more sound than a full clip on count down
Or full crowds cheerin' so loud after a knockout
Tryin' to find me
I wake up with no alarming sign of self destruction
But it's calming falling back into the devil's wishes for me
I could never do that, I am not conforming
Step back
I've been on my own grind, hype is temporary
I'm just tryin' to keep it steady
I'm my emissary
I've been ever wary about the future Ima carry if I don't straighten up my act fast
Kinda scary, no one knows
Most of the work I do I chose
Ima goat
Get on a track and make a move, no Patrón
I smell the future comin' and it's gold, no cologne
I never needed no one, was on my own
Yeah
I take a breather if I overwork
But I can't take it when my breathers over work
I'm frustrated
Even worse is when I know my self worth is worth triple what they want
That kinda hurts
I've been cooking, workin' away
Writin' songs on a blank slate
It could be any day that Ima blow up
But the price I gotta pay better hold up to the price I get paid
What can I say
Only what I can, but they don't get that
I'm keepin' em on they toes like it's Tic Tac
Big facts
It's a mismatch if you try to be a big man and withstand this hand
You better call the whole the clan
This ain't a phase, first place is where I'm gunnin'
Run a race at an indefinite pace
A slap in the face is what it's like hearin' my cadence
That'll amaze
Back of the train is where y'all belong
But I'm in front goin' ham like I'm on a farm out on British land
They ain't tryin' to understand
But I'll be overstatin' everything I am
I'm real, y'all be fakin'
This is real life, I don't borrow no time
They want me to stop
Ha
I guess it's go time
Good vibes is all that I got, call me sunshine
No clouds
Creme of the crop
Heard on the grapevine, I'm fine wine
Sippin' kiddie cocktails, I'm fine with that
Yeah
Buzzin' on rap, forget a shot of Jack
Rapaholic at heart
Self made, an artifact
Yeah
If hate calls I ain't callin' back
Busy line like it's Black Friday
Waited back in my day for the best girl, well I guess I got it my way
Never had too many talkin' to me now they all say hi's, man like Davonta
No way am I puttin' up with anybody who ain't gonna work
Cause I ain't bout that, I mean it when I work
I'll say it twice, I mean it when I work
And they don't understand me, they feelings gettin' hurt
Boo hoo

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