Aye, Aye Imitation Ecstasy
Welcome to sweet homes
We don't need peep holes
I have a bunch so take what you need bro
Chill in my bed robe
Dollars and pesos
I keep a heavy heart
Lead in my chest ho (Fantom)
I got a fit on
I'm boutta get on
Get down baby, get down baby
They shooting so get down baby
Canadian quarters in my pockets my money international
My fantasy of who she just might be is better than the actual
Christmas back when I was 9 or 10 was so magical
I've been writing songs since I was 7 I'm a natural
I miss back when grades and girls were the only things I had to get
I was so damn hungry for success like "where's the cabinet?"
These days having too much on my plate just makes me mad as shit
What the hell is happening?
Nowadays every single thing I do is political
Growing into Heath problems no more free physicals
Shout out to my fans that listen to my song "Invisible"
I was hurt and started hurting people, typical
2020 is so far away now, isn't that weird?
I noticed all my friends are gay now, isn't that queer?
I don't ask if people are okay now I already know
Everyone these days is broken like a damn arpeggio
Didn't there used to be some kind of filter over life?
Didn't movies used to actually hit and made your night?
Coming home from Transformers 3 with friends was so nice
I know that I'm growing up but this shit don't feel right
Music was so fun until the artists got killed
What do I look forward to? How can I be thrilled?
Long long ago vapor only came from water
Sliding in the snow till you hit rock bottom
Damn! I don't believe you
Damn! You're so see through you're fake
But that's normal so it's okay
But it's normal so it's cool
But it's normal so it's fine
But it's normal so it's whatever
Saddva - It's Whatever (interlude) Lyrics
Saddva - It's Whatever (interlude) Lyrics
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Aye, Aye Imitation Ecstasy
Welcome to sweet homes
We don't need peep holes
I have a bunch so take what you need bro
Chill in my bed robe
Dollars and pesos
I keep a heavy heart
Lead in my chest ho (Fantom)
I got a fit on
I'm boutta get on
Get down baby, get down baby
They shooting so get down baby
Canadian quarters in my pockets my money international
My fantasy of who she just might be is better than the actual
Christmas back when I was 9 or 10 was so magical
I've been writing songs since I was 7 I'm a natural
I miss back when grades and girls were the only things I had to get
I was so damn hungry for success like "where's the cabinet?"
These days having too much on my plate just makes me mad as shit
What the hell is happening?
Nowadays every single thing I do is political
Growing into Heath problems no more free physicals
Shout out to my fans that listen to my song "Invisible"
I was hurt and started hurting people, typical
2020 is so far away now, isn't that weird?
I noticed all my friends are gay now, isn't that queer?
I don't ask if people are okay now I already know
Everyone these days is broken like a damn arpeggio
Didn't there used to be some kind of filter over life?
Didn't movies used to actually hit and made your night?
Coming home from Transformers 3 with friends was so nice
I know that I'm growing up but this shit don't feel right
Music was so fun until the artists got killed
What do I look forward to? How can I be thrilled?
Long long ago vapor only came from water
Sliding in the snow till you hit rock bottom
Damn! I don't believe you
Damn! You're so see through you're fake
But that's normal so it's okay
But it's normal so it's cool
But it's normal so it's fine
But it's normal so it's whatever
Welcome to sweet homes
We don't need peep holes
I have a bunch so take what you need bro
Chill in my bed robe
Dollars and pesos
I keep a heavy heart
Lead in my chest ho (Fantom)
I got a fit on
I'm boutta get on
Get down baby, get down baby
They shooting so get down baby
Canadian quarters in my pockets my money international
My fantasy of who she just might be is better than the actual
Christmas back when I was 9 or 10 was so magical
I've been writing songs since I was 7 I'm a natural
I miss back when grades and girls were the only things I had to get
I was so damn hungry for success like "where's the cabinet?"
These days having too much on my plate just makes me mad as shit
What the hell is happening?
Nowadays every single thing I do is political
Growing into Heath problems no more free physicals
Shout out to my fans that listen to my song "Invisible"
I was hurt and started hurting people, typical
2020 is so far away now, isn't that weird?
I noticed all my friends are gay now, isn't that queer?
I don't ask if people are okay now I already know
Everyone these days is broken like a damn arpeggio
Didn't there used to be some kind of filter over life?
Didn't movies used to actually hit and made your night?
Coming home from Transformers 3 with friends was so nice
I know that I'm growing up but this shit don't feel right
Music was so fun until the artists got killed
What do I look forward to? How can I be thrilled?
Long long ago vapor only came from water
Sliding in the snow till you hit rock bottom
Damn! I don't believe you
Damn! You're so see through you're fake
But that's normal so it's okay
But it's normal so it's cool
But it's normal so it's fine
But it's normal so it's whatever
Writer: Aman Hagwood
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid