One, two, three, four
Did we already start?Did we get to the part where I sink or swim?
Can we go back to the start?
Back to the place where they said, "Begin"
I wanna go slower, slower
Wanna start over, over
I wanna go home but, home just
So out of reach, not even in my gravity
How sad for me? (Fuck it)
I should be grateful, know my prize
Why am I school boarded? Workin′ for a pass
I wanna be a stoner, walk my own path
I wanna be cool with my motherfuckin' dad
Is that too much to ask for? Shit, my bad
My mama work hard, nearly broke her back
And I got doubts from the shit in the past
I wanna give her more than a nigga ever has
I′m sorry for talking down too much
Sorry, I never trust my gut
I'm sorry, I'm always runnin′ my mouth too much
I′m sorry, I will start lovin' myself enough, yeah
I think I hold myself enough, that
Earn it, yeah, I know (I know)
Wanna see the world in colors
So I can feel warm in the cold
And maybe I, maybe I, maybe I
As a lady I, know that I feel divine
I wanna be happy with my own path
I wanna be good to the friends that I have
And when I get a home, I′ma pay it in cash
I wanna give the twin anything that they ask
I wanna go to Tokyo, Rome and France
And I'ma have a chauffeur wherever I land
I wanna get drunk on a beach, in the sand
And I′ma get a Grammy with my motherfuckin' friends
I′m sorry for talking down too much
Sorry, I never trust my gut (I never trust my gut)
I'm sorry (I'm sorry, sorry), I′m always runnin′ my mouth too much
I'm sorry (I′m sorry, sorry), I will start lovin' myself enough, yeah
I′m sorry for talking loud too much
Sorry, I never trust my gut
I'm sorry, I′m always doubtin' myself too much
I'm sorry, I will start lovin′ myself enough, yeah
