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Really, I'm not the kind to say that this was any more than A cloudy-headed boy just tryna shoot his shot (Shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot) You shouldn't be too disappointed, we all take the occasional L Yeah, Xin left empty-handed, but at least he tried his luck (Tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck) Why'd you go do a thing like that, man? You don't know no better Oh, you like tripping? Take a couple drops of this lil' baby You'll be up there where the sun shines and the moon glows Taste of your own medicine, boy, sip that syrup all down You really been on top of the world, but your head too far in the clouds What's the point in coming back down if I'm really not willing and able? Look, this is hardly a love song, hardly a plea for redemption I'd say this is more like a statement Addressed to the fairies, I've been away With chasing a little inner peace when the day ends Damn, I'm really glad we could make friends 'Cause I've always been a dreamer Well, most of my life anyway, especially when I'm waking Now in this case Subconsciously, I can speak my truths, we can talk 'til the a.m. Not one to confess my love, one night to address the lust More like me Quick word with the kick and snare Lil' cup of the Yorkshire Gold is all I need Then I saw your face, white tee on your chest Orange flairs from the waist down Way you were moving and sending a side eye Made me assume that you had me on a stakeout But then when I asked what you saying? Well, you dashed off like Usain, uh Hard feelings a mile off Wasn't like I was planning on moving in More like getting carried by the wind to the West in a Cadillac pinker Than the glossier lip gloss that you rocked When you gave me that glimpse and our eyes locked in If I wasn't in oblivion, I would have clocked it Dumb shit like thinking with your cock tip More than a couple cocktails got me sucked in The boy tryna peacock, but you plucked him I may be young and dumb, but I'm switched on I know a life lesson when I see one Little boy don't cry, that was what you needed A little rejection never hurt, keep up (keep up, keep up) Really, I'm not the kind to say that this was any more than A cloudy-headed boy just tryna shoot his shot (Shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot, shoot his shot) You shouldn't be too disappointed, we all take the occasional L Yeah, Xin left empty-handed, but at least he tried his luck (Tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck, tried his luck) Now, can you see what I see, Xin? I thought so You just gotta keep on driving and keep on trucking, kid Aye, man, we all fucked up They say there's plenty more fish in the sea And lord knows we all wanna be swimming in that ocean Only thing is... Swim out too far and you might never come back I wasn't really looking for anything more than a night of- (woo) When I got shown to the door, her kiss goodbye was politeness Well, I should've seen that coming 'Cause karma's been my long time mistress So I dashed off in a hurry, crossed her off my wish list, yeah Now everybody got their flaws, and I was really at the height of Something like tripping off my balls, getting blasted to Orion Well, I should've seen that coming 'Cause karma's been my long time mistress So I dashed off in a hurry, crossed her off my wish list, bounce Tryna get me back down to reality, know I will not comply The world's different up here Took a second, now I see it in a whole new light Please, don't be offended if your message didn't get no replies Signal's not too great these ways, and you know I don't text and drive Tryna get me back down to reality, know I will not comply The world's different up here Took a second, now I see it in a whole new light Please, don't be offended if your message didn't get no replies Signal's not too great these ways and you know I don't text and drive
Writer(s): Nix Northwest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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