Kinrose, you don't gotta give me flowers, I'll be bouquet
Boy we don't want that corny bag, that joint boof like Frito-Lay
Woke up I looked at the hour, it's way too late
While you sleep, they dig in yo bag
While you knocked, they stand in yo place
I - I, I've been looking all around
I've been looking all around
I - I, I've been feeling so left out
I've been feeling so left out
I've been feeling so left out
Like a cracked tooth same reason why I need a crown
My nerves struck to the root, I still dig my way out
You promising sweet dreams ain't tell me bout the rot
I don't care for stronger ties unless it make me knots
I - I, I've been looking all around
I've been looking all around
I - I, I've been feeling so left out
I've been feeling so left out
I've been feeling so left out
