Another Me Songtext
von Shaboozey
Another Me Songtext
I wake up every Saturday
Make my bed, bless the streets
I work from nine to twelve, I don′t get any sleep
Tell me, why would anybody envy me?
Don't want beef with you, I do not have the energy
I got OCD
I don′t think this world is how it's supposed to be
Fly to outer space and back, girl, I guarantee
Search the universe and you won't find another me
If I get that bag in, I′ma buy a UFO
All chrome, brand new, see how fast it go
On a whole ′nother level, I can put you on
And you better buckle up, girl, we takin' off
She ain′t never been this high before, she squeezin' on my hand
Took her to another galaxy, she didn′t understand
We got lost inside the Milky Way, I had to change the plans
Don't know how we gettin′ home 'cause I don't know how to land
I wake up every Saturday
Make my bed, bless the streets
I work from nine to twelve, I don′t get any sleep
Tell me, why would anybody envy me?
Don′t want beef with you, I do not have the energy
I got OCD
I don't think this world is how it′s supposed to be
Fly to outer space and back, girl, I guarantee
Search the universe and you won't find another me
Search the universe and you won′t find another me
Search the universe and you won't find another me
And your homies, they might switch up, but not mine on me
And I′m never by my lonely, know my clique with me
They die for me, they'll ride for me, won't flip on me
And it′s on like Armando, we do what we wanna
When I was in high school, I hung out with the loners
Now she in my DMs tellin′ me to fly her over
Everything is kosher in Southern California
Quarter piece, need some mac and cheese
I can take you way beyond the eye can see
Won't you hop into my saucer, baby, slide with me?
Tell me where you wanna go, just know it′s fine by me
I wake up every Saturday
Make my bed, bless the streets
I work from nine to twelve, I don't get any sleep
Tell me, why would anybody envy me?
Don′t want beef with you, I do not have the energy
I got OCD
I don't think this world is how it′s supposed to be
Fly to outer space and back, girl, I guarantee
Search the universe and you won't find another me
Search the universe and you won't find another me
Search the universe and you won′t find another me
And your homies, they might switch up, but not mine on me
Search the universe and you won′t find another me
Make my bed, bless the streets
I work from nine to twelve, I don′t get any sleep
Tell me, why would anybody envy me?
Don't want beef with you, I do not have the energy
I got OCD
I don′t think this world is how it's supposed to be
Fly to outer space and back, girl, I guarantee
Search the universe and you won't find another me
If I get that bag in, I′ma buy a UFO
All chrome, brand new, see how fast it go
On a whole ′nother level, I can put you on
And you better buckle up, girl, we takin' off
She ain′t never been this high before, she squeezin' on my hand
Took her to another galaxy, she didn′t understand
We got lost inside the Milky Way, I had to change the plans
Don't know how we gettin′ home 'cause I don't know how to land
I wake up every Saturday
Make my bed, bless the streets
I work from nine to twelve, I don′t get any sleep
Tell me, why would anybody envy me?
Don′t want beef with you, I do not have the energy
I got OCD
I don't think this world is how it′s supposed to be
Fly to outer space and back, girl, I guarantee
Search the universe and you won't find another me
Search the universe and you won′t find another me
Search the universe and you won't find another me
And your homies, they might switch up, but not mine on me
And I′m never by my lonely, know my clique with me
They die for me, they'll ride for me, won't flip on me
And it′s on like Armando, we do what we wanna
When I was in high school, I hung out with the loners
Now she in my DMs tellin′ me to fly her over
Everything is kosher in Southern California
Quarter piece, need some mac and cheese
I can take you way beyond the eye can see
Won't you hop into my saucer, baby, slide with me?
Tell me where you wanna go, just know it′s fine by me
I wake up every Saturday
Make my bed, bless the streets
I work from nine to twelve, I don't get any sleep
Tell me, why would anybody envy me?
Don′t want beef with you, I do not have the energy
I got OCD
I don't think this world is how it′s supposed to be
Fly to outer space and back, girl, I guarantee
Search the universe and you won't find another me
Search the universe and you won't find another me
Search the universe and you won′t find another me
And your homies, they might switch up, but not mine on me
Search the universe and you won′t find another me
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