[Intro: Jeremih & Chance The Rapper]
I don't wanna be you, I just wanna be me
I don't wanna be cool, I just wanna be me
You don't wanna be cool, you just wanna be me
I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be cool
I don't wanna be cool, I don't like being cool
I ain't trying to be cool, what's it like being cool?
I just can't stay cool, I don't wanna be cool
I don't want you to be me, you should just be you
You just wanna be me!
You just wanna be me!

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Okay, I grew up without a chauffeur
Man, I'm talkin' straight out the dirt and sulfur
Only birds in my city is vultures
I mean back before I could afford a faux fur
I was off in that debt, me and my mama
Hand-me-downs was the only time I got designer, man
Only class I'm passing is English and Math
I don't know, maybe because they both got commas
Maybe because my older bro was on the honor roll
And the other one was always up in front of the honor
So I'm in the middle like the line in the divide signs
Spending all my money on girls and Sean John
Way before anybody called me Sean Don
I was dropping fifties man to look like 50
Rocking pink Polo's, man, shit ain't even fit me
Looking for the inspiration that's already in me
All the confidence I was tryin' to buy myself
If you don't like me, fuck it, I'll be by myself
Spend all this time for you to say I'm fine
I really should have spent it tryin' to find myself
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