[Chorus: yung van]
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
[Verse 1: demxntia]
Yeah, came up on own
So don't be hittin' up my phone
Every time I get a bag you know I split it with the gang
Self-made mo'fucker, no you couldn't say the same
I can slide my mom a thousand and put ten up on my chain
I might hop up on a plane to New York, to cop some Bape
Every day a celebration, we poppin' the champagne
Nowadays I'm barely stressin' 'cause I'm steady gettin' paid
I'ma be six figures at twenty one, now I'm shootin' for seven
They be tryna bring me down but I'm too busy flexin'
You ain't really 'bout that action, pussy, stay out my mentions
I'm jus' tryna do me steady countin' my blessings
[Chorus: yung van]
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me (yung van)
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
[Verse 1: demxntia]
Yeah, came up on own
So don't be hittin' up my phone
Every time I get a bag you know I split it with the gang
Self-made mo'fucker, no you couldn't say the same
I can slide my mom a thousand and put ten up on my chain
I might hop up on a plane to New York, to cop some Bape
Every day a celebration, we poppin' the champagne
Nowadays I'm barely stressin' 'cause I'm steady gettin' paid
I'ma be six figures at twenty one, now I'm shootin' for seven
They be tryna bring me down but I'm too busy flexin'
You ain't really 'bout that action, pussy, stay out my mentions
I'm jus' tryna do me steady countin' my blessings
[Chorus: yung van]
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
I put on my horns so nobody can see the real me
Laugh it all off like comedy's gonna heal me
When I'm writing music's the only time that you're near me (yung van)
I can't bring you back but I promise you're gonna hear me
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