Checkmate

Somedays I'm lost for real I don't know how to feel I get lost in my mind but I never waste my time I'm sick of the nine to five, get in my car and drive With my fingers in the air, f*ck y'all for real Cause I'm lost for real I don't know how to feel I get lost in my mind but I never waste my time I'm sick of the nine to five, get in my car and drive With my fingers in the air, f*ck y'all for real I was meant to be great I know I hope you're ready for the show You can kiss my ass while I drive F*ck your nine to five She might've broken my heart but I Found a flight out the dark And I'm back and here to stay bitch Get the f*ck outta my way I'm here to take what's mine baby Don't waste my time One day you'll see me on the stage Coachella's press page Now my ex's get to press play It was not a chess game Mmmm, checkmate, mmmm, checkmate Somedays I'm lost for real I don't know how to feel I get lost in my mind but I never waste my time I'm sick of the nine to five, get in my car and drive With my fingers in the air, f*ck y'all for real Cause I'm lost for real I don't know how to feel I get lost in my mind but I never waste my time I'm sick of the nine to five, get in my car and drive With my fingers in the air, f*ck y'all for real