Ise - Weeurd lyrics

[Intro] I guess I can't do what I want, (why?) I have to follow the normal like a f**ing drone, (oh) Why can't I stand up for something that's relatively postponed, (what?) I mean you can't always win every fight but, (what?) Maybe if someone tries hard enough it will thin out their sight but, (what?) I mean momma told me life was a box of chocolates I should just take what I can get, (oh that's nice) [Bridge 1] But why haven't I gotten the best ones yet? (I don't know) I want something to pull me ahead Yeah sure I've gotten a few keepers like the caramel filling (what?) Oh yeah and who can forget about the white washing beginning (what?) Referring to my success is like explaining D&D. It won't work. (why?) I can't seem to wrap my head around each specific perk (what?) I feel your harm, I really, I really f**ing do But if I can't fend for myself what should I f**ing do? (i don't know) I'm stuck in this box and I can't get out. (that's sad) All I can do is just sit and pout [Verse 1] I'm a goner The only reason I exist is to criticize I'm scared of my ending and I fear for attention (you do?) But all I get in return is spit, sh** and f**ing detention Everyone keeps telling my sh** is sick (it is) But the more I listen the more I realize they're just f**ing riding my dick My music is gone sh**, everything I say ends makes me the culprit (I mean that's not true..) And I get frowned on daily simply because I don't get lit I mean, Smoking has ruined 80% of kids And now they're here trying force them down my throat like meds As if I never smoked, do you think I just chose not to give a sh**? But no, Ise is just a f**ing mistake, his rap career is about to break My music has reached a new version of dull (what?) It's came from reaching it's catchy a** peaks to a low dull sounding soul I can't believe I'm not big, maybe I should just go smoke a bowl. (No come on ise, don't do that) It's f**ing hot in here [Interlude] But look, you can't tell me I'm not trying. (I didn't say that) I've organised more music than half of the folks who try me Producing has become a chore, since I feel like every person will just ignore All of the effort I put into the score I'm such a f**ing mistake drivin' who*e But really though, have you heard Men Down? That sh** is sick I download sh**ty beats and get called a prick, but.... Those are the beats everybody f**ing wants. (oh yea?) So quit f**ing calling me out you f**ing c*nts I'm sick of it, I really am. ( I don't blame you) [Verse 2] My friends block me from life about 20 times a day. (ise) Never get recognized by music I make but instead by the mistakes I made. (ise) I spend months working on content to at least get a dap. (ISE) Instead they push me away and just f**ing laugh at me rap I don't get credit for the beats that I DO make I put effort and all they ever want is trap sh** that's making it f**ing big today (f** that) But for petes sake, that sh** is a flake in a general world is about to f**ing break I can't f**ing breathe, I'm a baby starting to f**ing teethe Oh look, it's f**ing Ise f**ing name dropping yet again But if you cared as much as I do why don't just f**ing lend? Me and hand, instead I get bent because my friends just tend to fend. (what?) Off their life away from mine, I'm getting f**ing depressed just thinking about old times I wish I had myself in check, I'm just such a f**ing wreck My speech impediment is going to take f**ing control, just give me a sec. (your good... your good) Please... Just give me a second dude... [Outro] Music is getting at a level where I can't keep up. (thats okay) Because in order to be big I have to at least live enough. (well then just drop it) I speak so often against myself I'm starting to f**ing flip But f** it, I'm Emo and my life is just a f**ing skit. (thats not true) I have to live with it since my only option is just taking sh** Might as well just swallow two f**ing dicks since that's my musical commit. (thats.... thats gay) Why can't I speak my mind? b**h such two chodes Someone save me before I enter my Beast Mode.....