Finer

And it's hard to care When the world won't drop Spinning for me and My heart won't stop From the whitewash waves To the midnight raves Til the sun comes up From the short dark days In the back of the room With my head held low Come to conclude That nobody will know That my lungs still hurt And the burns still show And the cigarette smoke Falling for myself Still calling for myself Just tryna make sure That I'm keeping up my health And it doesn't really matter cuz Shit I'm broke as hell Ima spend another week I'm my Hollywood hotel All of my friends they walking with thots And I'm over here not tryna get caught Ima be the one who makes it off the block Put us on the map and make them all talk Tell me what they said Just to be clear Everything about me Isn't really real So put your phone down The main shit is up here Ima make sure that Nothing interferes Falling for myself Still calling for myself Just tryna make sure That I'm keeping up my health And it doesn't really matter cuz Shit I'm broke as hell Ima spend another week I'm my Hollywood hotel All of my friends they telling me to stop Hating on me cuz I don't gotta job I'm not gonna stop till we chilling at the top Bar in "21" by Polo man he gonna get shot