Spectators -

I ain’t a role model, I just roll with models

This stella’s room temp, pass me a colder bottle

Wow, look at them hoes

I’ve got girls I’ve known for years trying to get me outta the friendzone

And oh, fuck it, I’m fucking them

You only live once and I can’t seem to get enough of them

Maybe I’ve done worse

I’ve had second cousins wanting to come first

It feels like I’m in a movie

'cause everybody that I meet seems to interview me

They’ve all got an opinion and I ain’t even phased

Seventeen year old me said, «They don’t live my days»

So ayy, while I’m on the planet

I’ll just try my best to understand it

Make sense of the fakes and vent some way

And try not to feed in to what they say, bring it

I guess somewhere along the line

I must’ve lost my mind, but I’m fine

They say, «That ain’t the way you wanna live»

That ain’t the way you wanna live, no

Failure’s a possibility, avoid it or die

Trust no-one, even loyalties lie

That’s why I’m destroying the mic

I don’t suit competition, I’d spoil a tie

Just a spectator, you ain’t a part of the game

Therefore you can’t judge how I play

I guess that you know best

But I ain’t even stressed all the while you seem impressed

Others speculate on what they don’t have a clue on

Eyes on me but they’re faker than them lashes ladies glue on

Maybe I just threw on this beat to vent

Or reflect on moments I was in and didn’t know what they even mean’t

While I’m on the planet

I’ll just try my best to understand it

Make sense of the fakes and vent some way

And try not to feed in to what they say, bring it

I guess somewhere along the line

I must’ve lost my mind, but I’m fine

They say, «That ain’t the way you wanna live»

That ain’t the way you wanna live, no

I don’t care if the dude’s wealthy

There ain’t a taken chick that ain’t sent me a nude selfie

If there is, do tell me

I’ll have her plastered over the art of my new LP

Ever since a kid, they said there was something wrong

Licking bitches out just to see where they’re coming from

Love sex, do chicks with a finger

Problem is, I’m too picky for tinder

Told you I don’t care

For advice on my life from people that have done jack shit with theirs

They’re asking, could I write a ruder track?

People judge me, it’s only right I do it back

Get me off the planet

I don’t need to try to understand it

Fact is, I always have and that’s how I operate

That’s why I don’t feed in to what they say, bring it

I guess somewhere along the line

I must’ve lost my mind, but I’m fine

They say, «That ain’t the way you wanna live»

That ain’t the way you wanna live, no