[Part I: autumn]
(I'm just procrastinating)
So what if I don't talk much?
Put your head up with my problems
Take a breath and let it pile up
My favorite weather is the autumn
Thi-thi-thi-this Chicago, nigga
[Part II: attitude]
You know I can't help you, you can't help yourself
G-g-go 'head, fix your attitude, you can go to Hell
Don't act like I'm a friend of you, must be someone else
Go and put your fucking head to use, and the way you felt
Yeah, yeah, kick back
Don't give no fuck 'bout her, 'bout him
Put your head down, get them bucks
For you, not them
Tell that bitch there ain't no us
Just I, just me
[Part III: cold brew]
Little bit of caffeine to my brain, passion through my vain
Gashеs on my face, cash off verbal pain
(I'm just procrastinating)
So what if I don't talk much?
Put your head up with my problems
Take a breath and let it pile up
My favorite weather is the autumn
Thi-thi-thi-this Chicago, nigga
[Part II: attitude]
You know I can't help you, you can't help yourself
G-g-go 'head, fix your attitude, you can go to Hell
Don't act like I'm a friend of you, must be someone else
Go and put your fucking head to use, and the way you felt
Yeah, yeah, kick back
Don't give no fuck 'bout her, 'bout him
Put your head down, get them bucks
For you, not them
Tell that bitch there ain't no us
Just I, just me
[Part III: cold brew]
Little bit of caffeine to my brain, passion through my vain
Gashеs on my face, cash off verbal pain
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