Fuckdemi

Mama said I could be different Or maybe she didn't It don't really matter Or make any difference But I'm tryna distance myself from the people around (People around) Looking for self on the path And I leave the old me in the past Cuz I'm fighting some demons, embodied and scheming But I'm always holding my ground Part of me wants to go party But I'ma just skip the Bacardi And face one, and try to get started On verses I'm working on FOMO been holding me down (Holding me down) Pray to be paid like I'm Jaden But easily jaded, and frequently faded I'm searching for purpose But feel like I'm learning There really ain't none to be found My baby asked me how I'm doing, said I'm doing fine She said "you always keep your feelings bottled up inside" And it's been a fucking minute since I've been alright I told her, "babygirl, you trippin', let me live my life" My baby asked me how I'm doing, said I'm doing fine She said "you always keep your feelings bottled up inside" And it's been a fucking minute since I've been alright I told her, "babygirl, you trippin', let me live my life" Busboy never get a bust down, huh? Gold tooth, if I'm coming for the crown, huh? Smoke loud, synesthetic with the sound, huh? In my circle, if you finna come around, huh? I don't do feelings or nothing I'm wondering who I can trust (Who I could trust) I was about to do interviews Wayne came and fucked this shit up (Fucked this shit up) I feel like I am more talented Than most of the people around (People around) I said f*ck Demi Lovato My homie's really in the ground I've been on a quest for a minute tryna find myself Tryna promo, bros give me no help Guess I gotta run it with the hand I'm dealt So I'm feeling like Dwan when I hit that felt Feel a type of way, spit flame, bae melt Pen turn pain to attain that wealth Tryna be aware like I rock that pelt For the people say I changed, I became myself My baby asked me (My baby asked me) I'm doing fine (Fine, fine) My baby asked me (My baby asked me) I'm doing fine (Fine, fine) My baby asked me how I'm doing, said I'm doing fine She said "you always keep your feelings bottled up inside" And it's been a fucking minute since I've been alright I told her, "babygirl, you trippin', let me live my life" My baby asked me how I'm doing, said I'm doing fine She said "you always keep your feelings bottled up inside" And it's been a fucking minute since I've been alright I told her, "babygirl, you trippin', let me live my life" My baby asked me (My baby asked me) I'm doing fine (Fine, fine) My baby asked me (My baby asked me) I'm doing fine (Fine, fine)