laid back

Alright
I’m back in the studio
Let’s see what we can come up with
Go
I’m back again, no natural high
Still kickin' it, flippin it', riding the tide
I’m never missin' always scoring a win
Are you catching me or are you now my kin?
Stuck in Sin City
Hopped in the ghost riding purring like a kitty
Ghosting you when I make it big like
Big Time Rush came in and rushed everyone on tricycles
While I bust in busting my third eye opticals
This new age has everyone all down
Government’s frowning, why you sad, clown?
Why ya pants turn brown?
Why you wanna groan?
Ya better watch your tone
Or else you gonna get canceled, y’know it ain’t that hard
I could go on Twitter say that you’re a ------
Then post that Taylor Swift got my hair done
Don’t wanna hear your sorrows
I’m busy riding Camros
While you flying kites
Ya better know your rights
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows who I am
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows how I feel
I’m feeling so down
Don’t know who I am
I don’t know whether to smile or frown
Clubbing like at Sam’s
Just don’t feel the same
I can’t control my emotions and I know that they aren’t tame
Though I made mistakes I wanna know what to do
I don’t mean to be rude
I don’t mean to be crude
It’s just this way of life that keeps putting pressures on me
Like Logic after he puts out another CD, ay
Check it
Stupid
This song was so easy to make
I made it in like three days
Okay?
Anyone can be a musician