Pink Jagg - random interlude Lyrics

F*ck man
Got my mind on ten
Frequent
You're either filling a void
Or trynna keep it
I can't fake a feeling
Y'all look passive religious
I'm thinking different huh
New kid in the city
Looking privileged huh
What's the difference huh
I went from castles to boxes
C king to feeling I never fit in huh
Y'all just seeing the TMZ
The TNT
Chopper gone sing
Rage that I hold underneath
I need more certainty
Than claiming you feel
That your different huh
There comes a point in that
Fake till you make it
Strategy where you actually
Gotta make it looking lavishly
Yah
F*ck is this city man
Cll loaded with spray tans
You got the words but your hang man
Gave your life for a fake chance yah
F*ck it city man
Fentanyl falling
While we all breakdance
Won't flip apologies to climb a ladder you fake friends
I'm sick of all of these
Halloween Hollywood disasters
Let that cocaine serenade your friendships yah
Let that propane find you all your answers yah
Take a little more yah and some (and some)