1stworldproblems

'Cause baby this is all my fault

Baby I just don't know better

Complainin' 'bout first world problems

Why the fuck can't I keep it together

But I'll give it one last shot, if you want no pressure

If not then the line gets severed

Your life's bad, baby mine's no better

One man's trash is another man's treasure

Trust me I'm grateful for all that I have

At last I can't help but be hungry for all that I don't

I need me a bag

Used sleep in a car with my momma

I'mma ask when we goin' home

I'll pick up the slack

I can't stop applying the pressure

I won't take my foot off they throats

'Cause I been on my ass

Swear I watched everything I ever cared about blow up in smoke

Choke

'Cause you know I've always been that kinda person

I knew I'd take this shit alone

Woah

I need to learn that I can't control anyone's actions except for my own

I never tried brushing that chip off my shoulder

I knew it was made out of gold

The weight of the world on my chest and it's heavy as boulders

So my heart is made out of stone

When is it my time

In the limelight

'Cause the sideline's

Getting cold

I turn a blind eye

To the guildelines

Always hated doin' what I'm told

And maybe I was just a late bloomer

'Cause they always left me in the snow

Woah

This time I'mma be a straight shooter

I ain't ever plan on getting old

'Cause baby this is all my fault

Baby I just don't know better

Complainin' 'bout first world problems

Why the fuck can't I keep it together

But I'll give it one last shot, if you want no pressure

If not then the line gets severed

Your life's bad, baby mine's no better

One man's trash is another man's treasure