With The Boys

I'm just chilling with the boys like Couple beers, saying cheers on a boys night Talk a lot of shit, you know what boys like Nah, no Tate, kill that noise like Uh, yeah, f*ck a podcast Pick ourselves up when we stop start Showing off our wounds cah we got scars Man like Tate, nah they're not ours With the boys and talking women I just want a good time, they all want commitment Now I feel like the dickhead Looking through my texts and overthinking what I've written Air me yeah that's calm, other ones are getting smitten Wonder if my lady friends will hear me if they listen Judge me when I leave yeah maybe that's a given Tripping on my guilt, f*ck it even when I'm winning Scared of being put inside a box and My sense of masculinity be seen as if its toxic Window to the soul, yo hide behind the cockpit Keys open doors and I've been tryna find the locksmith Men lie, numbers don't But men die, we don't cry, and the system got us numb and broke Stroking on our ego through the women who we won and told Us we were what they needed then we leave em, cuz we fucking choke Mm, I'm just chilling with the boys like Couple beers, saying cheers on a boys night Talk a lot of shit, you know what boys like Nah, no Tate, kill that noise like Uh, yeah, f*ck a podcast Pick ourselves up when we stop start Showing off our wounds cah we got scars Man like Tate, nah they're not ours With the boys I feel I'm back to Earth Less alone in my pursuits when we all chat the worst Shit that we've been feeling what we've done and how we see things Realising all the lies that hold me back that I believe in Yo, ask my boy about his new boo Are you nice? You treat him right? We don't really care what you do Your status or your place it doesn't matter If you're cool then we'll be cool too And if the homies call you damaged goods Say you've been around the block We'll do our best to call him out And tell him brother you're the same Sounding lame, by the end you'd think his mouth had gone Real men are real friends, say it louder boss We're little boys at heart still With a stone mask acting like we really can't feel But we do, the best of us will bring it out the rest of us Shed a couple tears, don't be scared, it's nothing special bruv Mm, I'm just chilling with the boys like Couple beers, saying cheers on a boys night Talk a lot of shit, you know what boys like Nah, no Tate, kill that noise like Uh, yeah, f*ck a podcast Pick ourselves up when we stop start Showing off our wounds cah we got scars Man like Tate, nah they're not ours