Karate

Hold up

Where you from?

How’d you get here?

Know someone?

Hey kid

Come on sip it

Don’t stop

Til you feel it

Man

I don’t think I took too much

I think I just feel too much

Fuckin world

Dragged me through the mud

I’m just tryna write a song about some happy shit

But I found out that my mind is not too happy-ish

No one cares

No more Tears

Don’t be such a bitch

No more songs about the girl that fucked me up for years

Yeah I’m still dark

Got it in my heart

I’m just trying to find some color

Underneath my scars

Window down low

Keep your Vibe up

If you feel it

Then you know

You’re one of us

We ain’t ridin round here in Bugatti’s

But we keep heavy

Like we know karate yeah

Hold up

Where you from?

How’d you get here?

Know someone?

Hey kid

Come on sip it

Don’t stop

Til you feel it

Man

Yeah Grew up in the middle of the suburbs

Surrounded by rich kids And “the others”

With mommy daddy fuck you money

16 with a new Benz

Cocaine friends

I find it funny

How shit works, why I’m such an introvert

Walking paradox, I’m stuck inside this fucking box

Yeah I’m still dark

Got it in my heart

I’m just trying to find some color underneath my scars

Window down low

Keep your Vibe up

If you feel it

Then you know

You’re one of us

We ain’t ridin round here in Bugatti’s

But we keep heavy

Like we know karate

Hold up

Where you from?

How’d you get here?

Know someone?

Hey kid

Come on sip it

Don’t stop

Til you feel it