Lirik
Frustrated with work I think I need a new job
Stuck in reverse I need some new drive
I kill feelings like I kill bugs
I kill hugs
And show hate to haters who show me love
Opportunity always knocking I swear I never take them
Sometimes I'm just so busy plus I'm scared of making changes
I eat salad with a soda
Defeats the purpose but I got to meet this quota
I jump on the scale I stare down in disappointment
Fuck it now I'm just eating for my enjoyment
I can't fast my life is too fast
And I can't get past some of the shit in my past
I was sonic with no rings
Damn guess I was tails
I was flying with no wings
I was bound to fail
Kid icarus
Now days I'm sick of this
Shit I'm trying to think of what could really be the end of this
Procrastination
Then when **** make it I'm behind them hating
I think not I'd rather lift them up in celebration
Glass of d'usse lift it up we celebrating
They said they were proud of me they were embellishing
Last year **** said I was settling
Now they shaking the truth like it's gelatin
I swear to god them pesky kids they so meddlesome
Sick of the fake shit I think I need some new specs
Need a witch friend to reverse this new hex
I kill relations like I kill bugs
I kill hugs
And hate every hater that shows me love
E nigma on his mix and mastering shit
He had me sounding so adequate
Thought working with the bro would be challenging
Until I realized that **** great at balancing
But ask him and he don't see it like that
Life beating him up I'm screaming fight back
Thought another brother would help raise his gloves up
But he on Instagram tryna cut up
They rock with you but they don't share paper
They alley oop but won't let you lay up
That's why my media ain't social
You wanna talk to me
Then **** text me like you're supposed to
Bored with being king think I need a new crown
Cup empty as fuck I need some new brown
Killing my liver like I kill bugs
I kill hugs
And hate every hater who shows me love
**** is scooby
The way they do me
Meddlesome nosey and a bit unruly
I took their masks off but they're still monsters
My helicopter cousins done turned into imposters
Y'all hate me because I'm a rebel or on a new level
Or y'all just rolling with the demons so you can sleep with them devils
Nah I think that's too much heat on y'all
But nothing to say imma just play the beat on y'all
Frustrated with work, I think I need a new job
Stuck in reverse I need some new drive
I kill feelings like I kill bugs
I kill hugs
And show hate to haters who show me love
Written by: Chad Johnson, Oleg Redin