Lyrics Get Out - Young Lungs

Yeah, my face, get out mine
Shit been on fire, get outside
I'm too high, but I'm fine
They never paid me, no mind
I get the bands, and I'm fine
Catching up late, get on time
Couple of flights, I hate flying
I want it all, the whole nine

Hop in the whip, and I get gone
You play the kid in your headphones
It was 'bout time that I left home
Fill the new drive with a Benz tho
She wanna know what I been on
Need money long like extendo
Split it up all with my friends though
Stay at the crib, it depends though
Where the bag call when it's calling?
Ain't no option 'cause you know that I'm all in
Still just climbing but you know that I'm balling
Didn't think she'd have me fall but I'm falling
Stepping careful, yeah, I thought I was cautious
Head been spinning so much going, I'm nauseous
Lately, I don't check the tag when I'm shopping
Couple thousand on my feet when I'm walking, yah

Yeah, my face, get out mine
Shit been on fire, get outside
I'm too high, but I'm fine
They never paid me, no mind
I get the bands, and I'm fine
Catching up late, get on time
Couple of flights, I hate flying
I want it all, the whole nine

Ask how I'm doing, I'm doing fine
Yeah, and my shawty, she looking fine
Step out, I'm colder than weather is
And she hot remind me of summertime
It's greener right here than the other side
The doors open up like a butterfly
I'm tryna sit back and enjoy the ride
I barely get time to like otherwise
And, yeah, I been busy my schedule
So get to the point like a decimal
I'm trying not to be such a pessimist
But lately it starting to get difficult
She stripping it back like it's minimal
I know that I've never been typical
I hate that I'm starting get older
But everything starting to get visible, yah

Yeah, my face, get out mine
Shit been on fire, get outside
I'm too high but I'm fine
They never paid me, no mind
I get the bands, and I'm fine
Catching up late, get on time
Couple of flights, I hate flying
I want it all, the whole nine