YUNG

[VERSE 1] You got me feeling some type of way Got me wanting to shout it out loud into outer space Write a song sing it to the world type of way Call up every family and friend type of way Hollywood Hills in the high rise Getting drunk high off the mai tais Airbnb's on the west side West side living lavish, Parties with the A-list Sleeping so well king sized every night stretched out like a starfish

[CHORUS] We living young Up so high our feet don't touch the ground

[VERSE 2]

Like mountaineers climbing to the summit Almost at the top I can see it They say we're chasing pavement that we young with bad judgment Don't need another lesson Nobody ever say anything interesting All those opinions so limiting and when we try to explain they ain't listening Keep it moving all night Engine running all night Headlights so bright shining like a halo all white For real on some Bonnie and Clyde shit Gonna go where we wanna go fuck a permit

[VERSE 3] We gon fly Point of view up in the birds eye Can't catch you hatin We catching flights and feelings You can all stop Being so condescending You ain't upsetting We keep ascending It came all of a sudden Got outta bed with a feeling one morning You opened the curtains Didn't want you to go that was for certain Put on my Saturday fragrance Cancel my prior engagements We gonna go out to town misbehaving Jameson all on the pavement

[CHORUS]

[OUTRO] If I got everything I ever wanted You know I never meant for this to happen I'd be free as the wind like I'm fucking Mary Poppins Wouldn't miss you like I do tunnel vision