Lyrics #TiredNotLazy - XY , So-Low

C'mon man
Yeah I'm done with that
I promise - real talk- true to you
Look what we built though
Like real talk- I'm not trying to do this shit with anyone else
Nah man I'm tired of telling these girls what my favorite color is, and what my favorite number is- you know

I'm tired, I'm not lazy- let's keep it wavy, let's keep it a beam and clear out this rainy
Weather, whether it falls light or falls heavy
See Imma push you up until I'm pushing up daisies
Cuz I'm tired, I'm not lazy- let's keep it wavy, let's keep it a beam and clear out this rainy
Weather, whether it falls light or it falls heavy
Imma pull you up until I'm pushing up daisies

We have a foundation that we built with Egyptian cotton and chamomile
The type of love that made haters jealous of us and want to kill
We nourished the soil, plant the seeds, cleared out debris
That was left of past owners, and family trees- we worked for these

We built the brick, we laid em down, we made sure they stick
We made sure we were both ready before we applied cement
And if I built too quick, and noticed you got discouraged
I'd let you know your side was beautiful too and I support it

I know this castles a hassle, but look how far we are
Don't give up on me baby take a break up under the stars
See I'm all in with you, I don't want to waste this, baby
I know you're tired - I'm tired too, but I'm only tired I'm not lazy

See I'm tired, I'm not lazy- let's keep it wavy, let's keep it a beam and clear out this rainy
Weather, whether it falls light or falls heavy
Imma push you up until I'm pushing up daisies
Cuz I'm tired, I'm not lazy- let's keep it wavy, let's keep it a beam and clear out this rainy
Weather, whether it falls light or it falls heavy
See Imma pull you up until I'm pushing up daisies

What's wrong with us? we want to love but not put the work in
We wanna walk away and leave somebody else with that burden
Block em out of your sights, cuz you can't see them hurtin'
Lying to yourself saying it best for them that you're ghosting

They stand there looking at the work you left em with
I'm trying to figure out why you didn't like this shit
I'm looking at my room obsessed why you hated it
Turns out it wasn't hate - you just didn't like the way I painted it

You thought it was easy to leave than ask me to explain
You didn't trust my reaction which I find strange
No opportunity to grow, not a chance to change
I'd do anything to build with you, give a fuck about the paint

Yeah I have a backbone but baby, this ain't that
If what I need to change don't change my character I can do that
If it doesn't sacrifice my core, but only improves yours
Then you can assume my only answer to you is "Of Course"

Tongue wars- the ones we use to write love letters
Now I'm left with my own thoughts and it's teaching me terror
I'm looking at the paintbrush, looking at the wrecking ball
Don't know which one to use until you give me a call

Tired, I'm not lazy
Tired, I'm not lazy
Tired, I'm not lazy
Tired, I'm not lazy