Friday Night

Sometimes I hate the club Sober, watching y’all debauch, I ain’t pregame enough Running into friends in Maru, and we say what’s up Too many eyes in the dark of the jungle laying judgment I never drank enough I mean if you need all that booze just to be having fun Then ain’t that say something about where you’ve been having fun? I mean, I can't say I've been looking for an actual love This show and tell, I know it well when I’m the batter up Give me the tequila I’m out here meeting the Tilas And I been feeding the meter And they been reading my visa Like border control Need this numbing 'cause I think too much Who am I to try to break you from your ring of buds? I ain't really dancing, I'm just doing a two-step Everything's a sport, I'm laying Canada Goose eggs Put my heart into spending my legal tender Ain't you mister charismatic? Where the f*ck's your fundamentals, huh? I’m getting too old for this (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, I’m getting too old for this (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I don’t think I ever was young enough I never was one of ya' I never liked searching for warmth at night in the fucking dark Why you feeling so asocial? Why you only out for FOMO? Why do I feel like every time I come here, I gotta pull though? Whoa I'm getting too old for this Ah, nah nah-nah, nah, nah, nah, nah She said that I’m jaded (Yeah, yeah) Last night, I still taste it I’ve been rolling with too many Too many new faces (Yeah, yeah) Chinese kids in K-Town, we ain’t really home Still the same kid from the playground, just more silicone (Silicone, silicone, yeah) And I ain’t mean to play 'round with your feelings girl But don’t try to act like you aren’t the one that switched the dealio Met this one out and about 'mongst all the ABGs You know it's all fucking basic shit with the ABCs She’s got a man, but the way she makes it seem Asking me to drinks, shit, I’ll roll on a JV team Jake said, it's never bad to be on a team And if you're hearing this, I guess you know what I wanna see Gotta show 'em the music, but once they hear it They know too much And if you like this moody shit, then how much are you screwed up Like man Why did I even go there? Whose hair is in my bed, I don’t care I keep finding mini-yous and acting fucking pitiful And Lydia said, "you go for crazy," like damn, that isn’t true Right? I’m getting too old for this Yeah, I’m getting too old for this I don’t think I ever was young enough I never was one of ya' I never liked searching for warmth at night in the fucking dark She said that I’m jaded Last night, I still taste it I’ve been rolling with too many Too many new Too many new