Get Off Me

Don't know how I'm still standing, or how I'm holding up
It's been too many times I thought about giving up
And every time someone ask me why I ain't showing up often no more
I tell 'em get off me, yeah
I tell 'em get off me
It's already enough to focus on growing up
How do I find the time to live it up?
Every time someone ask me why I ain't showing up often no more
I tell 'em get off me, yeah
I tell 'em get off me

I can't vibe like I used to
God damn rent too high
I can't go out like it's Friday everyday baby I'm trynna' get by
You don't think I'm fucked up 'bout it?
I'm fucked up 'bout it
Shawty, you and I feel the same way (same way)
'Cause if we link on the same type of time we was on
We might have a baby by now
Right now, we'd probably be fucking with the lights out
We was on some young shit, cool shit (uh huh)
Not thinking 'bout what really matter
I was on some young ass shit
Couldn't let go of the roster I had
I didn't realize 'til I got older, it was all distractions

Ooh, oh my god
My bitch ass fat
And her friend got a thang' on her too
I couldn't figure out which bitch was badder
Both vibe to the riddim so perfect
Couldn't figure out which bitch was badder
And her friend know a thang' or two
About keeping secrets about the past

Sometimes I want to hit panic, but I know I can't give up
Sometimes I wanna' vanish
More times than I wanna' show up

Don't know how I'm still standing, or how I'm holding up
It's been too many times I thought about giving up
And every time someone ask me why I ain't showing up often no more
I tell 'em get off me, yeah
I tell 'em get off me
It's already enough to focus on growing up
How do I find the time to live it up?
Every time someone ask me why I ain't showing up often no more
I tell 'em get off me, yeah
I tell 'em get off me