Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ali Alsous
Songwriter
Coy Parrot
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ali Alsous
Producer
Jake Stauffer
Producer
Lyrics
I did it right before your eyes
Went from amateur to prized
Like Benni, no Hana's
I chop it on the fly
Put that on the guys yeah
Living in disguise yeah
To be honest I just faked it till I made it
Used to front like I ain't give a fuck
But now I really don't
They think I'm really cold
But I only took off the blindfold like a week ago
Used to be easy to control
Behold some gold or some clothes and look at him go
Threshold was so low
Now I run it solo
Never wif'ied no hoe
Sold the house in Soho
Hit up Home Depot
Built my own home in the cut
Out of chestnut
Yeah
Only the homies is allowed to visit
Wicked introvert
So let's just kick it every other Christmas
Cause they told me 'watch who you put your trust in'
What you on now tell me what you on now
Yeah
I heard you out on your own now
Heard you out the zone now
I'm in my element in a way I'm a slowdown
She acts like the President, she don't go out on her own now
Fouth down yeah, fourth down with it
Run it back like
I'm Jim Brown with it
They gonna watch me
Big Ben bitch
What you doing now
Bitch, we been did it
I'm with Stacy
Yeah I'm with Stacy
Down the street yeah bumping Lil Tracy
Go dumb, go stupid, go crazy
They like crackheads but this ain't the eighties
I told em pay me
This K, I ain't driving Miss Daisy
This amazing tell me what you made of
Just jumped in ain't nothing to be afraid of
I want it I want it I want it
I want it I want it I want it
I want it I want it I want it
Monday through Sunday yeah I want it
(Yeah)
I want it I want it I want it
(I want it)
I want it I want it I want it
(Want it)
I want it I want it I want it
They told me 'watch who you put your trust in'
Don't know what she wants from me yeah
She only clings to me for my identity
Without me yeah that bitch is lost at sea yeah
I can't be your moral compass
Time for you to overcome your own darkness
Forgot you existed till I heard this beat yeah
Basslines vibrating these frequencies
Reminded me yeah
Brand new energy
Don't know how to proceed
She confesses to me
She thinks she might love me
And that is so crazy
Cause I hardly know me
Yeah I hardly know me
Bitch, I hardly I know me
(Woah back up)
I mean I'm too focused
To devote my energy
To someone else's fantasy
I guess that's why I can't relate to bitches under 23
Superficiality
It's like y'all little creed
Y'all a different breed
But I don't even fuck with y'all so let's get back to me
Moderation and balance don't exist for me
I'm obsessive and callous it's not a mystery
I sacrifice my sleep for weeks on end
To outrun the paranoia chasing me inside my dreams
I'm the evil genius your wishing that you could be
Studied the stoics
Mastered my emotions
Unintended consequences
Now all I know is
Being emotionless
I want it I want it I want it
I want it I want it I want it
I want it I want it I want it
Monday through Sunday yeah I want it
(Yeah)
I want it I want it I want it
(I want it)
I want it I want it I want it
(Want it)
I want it I want it I want it
They told me 'watch who you put your trust in'
Written by: Ali Alsous, Coy Parrot