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I'm to the bag, I don't wanna lay up
Richard Millie on my mental
You slowing me down when I tried to wait up, coulda all been so simple
It was hard at first but I left a lot in the past
I can't give em time
Why do that make her come back
Do't wanna be famous, I'm really after the freedom
Loose ends we cut em off, why'd you think we would need him?
Can't change who I am, I was just born to be different
Them old heads be preaching you just gotta listen
They ask why I need it, well here's a story, let me tell it all
I promise theres reason's, got ADD don't want no adderall
This the first time I could focus on my goal with no stress
Now I'm really going up and I'm slashing through the press
First year of college, I'll never admit that I was depressed
Felt like that backwood was my only friend
I turned to music and they laughed at me
Don't think they knew how much that pain really sat with me
Aye
Tuned em out, it was time to focus
I can't do too much at once or else I lose my focus
Don't care if they feelings hurt, I did what I had to do
They gon try and take advantage
That's why my heart went blue
So cold So cold So cold
Now they know they know they know
Them old ways too old too old
Turnt Up now I'm on and I'm on
I'm to the bag, I don't wanna lay up
Richard Millie on my mental
You slowing me down when I tried to wait up, coulda all been so simple
It was hard at first but I left a lot on the past
I can't give em time
Why do that make her come back
Don't wanna be famous, I'm really after the freedom
Loose ends we cut em off, why'd you think we would need him?
Can't change who I am, I was just born to be different
Them old heads be preaching you just gotta listen