Letra

Feels like the end Is creeping up But I can't get up from my bed Man, I hate myself Time to give all my problems Up to somebody else I'ma put you on the schedule But I can't make any promises I'm busy all the time 'Cause I got no time management I'm sorry in advance If I fuck up all yours plans My bad, my bad (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) Yeah, I got ADHD Everybody hates me Yeah, yeah (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) Yeah, I wish I could change But I'm all out of luck (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) Don't call me lazy I feel like I'm losing my mind I can't help myself Seems like I'm always out of time And if I'm late to the party Swear it's not my fault I was caught up on my phone For way too long Still a hundred percent chance That I miss your calls tonight And I hope that's alright 'Cause I got, yeah (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) Yeah, I got ADHD Everybody hates me Yeah, yeah (La, la, la-la, la) (La, la, la-la, la) Yeah, I wish I could change But I'm all out of luck (La, la, la, la) Forgot what I was gonna say Don't know what I need to do Shit I just got outta bed (A-ha, la, la, la, la) I got ADHD And if everybody hates me, well (La, la, la, la) I don't give a fuck You don't have to love me Don't need to change I'm good the way I am (La, la, la, la) But I'm sorry in advance If I fuck up all your plans My bad, my bad (One, two, three, four)
Writer(s): Rodney Isaiah Cooke Sykes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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