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Wasted In Paris

Wasted In Paris

(album: Taking Up Space - 2020)

Yo I'm sick of this life
The way I never do anything right
The way that everything I love is just a waste of my time
Like I'm cursed to earn everything I've ever deserved
I see the way you're hanging on my every word (word)
That's pretty cool, I guess
Not one to protest money in my pocket or the jealously of old friends
Oh man, setbacks piled onto jet lag
I'm too fucking tired to be waiting on this checked bag
I'm sad as fuck, I want to go home
Turn the motherfucking lights off and get stoned
I just want to be alone with my thoughts
Oh my God not I don't
Break away this facade
Said I would, but I won't
Goddamit, I'm panicking I can't stand it
I can't breathe, can't leave, can't handle it, yeah
And when I die, leave a candle lit
'Till then you'll find me wherever the fucking camera is

Said I'd come through but you know I'm not
Gotta lot to do, now this music's all I got
Her friend can come too, treat me like the Marriott
Blindfold a thot up in my room that's a bird box

That's absurd talk, bringing up the obstacles
Too short-sighted to be seeing through my optical
Smooth sailing like it's nautical, I took the audible
Money on the way, now happiness is optional
Like the prodigal, I'm coming back
No I won't listen to your homie, man, your homie's whack
I need a kickback and a lime 'Rona, stat
Show up in designer asking "where the marijuana at?"
Full send, feeling regal, time to sin again
Post legal, coke evil, but we winning shit
It's Charlie sheen up in this bitch with a clean dick
Got it tested, she impressed so we get it in
And I can hear her heart sing with every single scream
Went and fell in love the first time that she fucked with me
I just wish you would've stuck with me
But I guess I get it I don't even motherfucking fuck with me
I'm smoking weed in abundancy until I'm stuck
Tell me that you miss me but only when you're fucked up
The bad luck came and hit me like a Mac track
Nothing like the fall from number one to the runner up
I'm tryna live life, tryna make some memories
Far too focused to be focusing on mini me's
Fuck a fake friend that's an enemy
I made a couple songs now I'm fucking up the industry
How I got here's a mystery to most of you
A microphone and hard work, yeah look what I'ma do
I feel the jealously welling up inside of you
But honestly that's the best part for me, I'm coming through
Y'all boring, I'm snoring, man where the party at?
Normally I isolate tonight I'm saying fuck that
We drown in alcohol and no one brought the life raft
Holiday in Paris, fuck depression, time to fight back

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