Arttheboy - Suit My Handle lyrics

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Arttheboy - Suit My Handle lyrics

Verse 1: Ya you know it's on When they're pulling bottles out the cupboard you ain't seen before When the quiet girl from P.E is laughing at your jokes When you don't have to ask for a hit you look down and it's in your hands I look down at it like an ant burnt alive and I hold the gla** Beat this b**h at tug-a-war guessing now it's my turn to pa** Guess this is the way I act Dudes yelling “turn it up” Turn it up Bose blast the boy like they're k** him Now I'm gone But I don't know where I'm going Eyes to the ceiling Fan focus on breathing Man I'm f**in' weezing My brain needed deweeding She told me to act cool Never considered the meaning Meaning I'm only acting Meaning I don't belong with these kids that only act up So chameleon Keep up with my façade I'm real, but really not I'm just A-R-T but I'm not so sure of that Watch Hook: I can wear a mask for a night like good I can give in for a night real good though I can be these kids for a night like good Always wanted to be someone else Finally I can act it out Finally be one of them Is this all I wanted all along? Is this all I wanted all along? Verse 2: Put that sh** on Instagram Tagging all her friends Acting like she do this every night Kids love to play pretend And I'm a wolf in their cloths Young and Evil I'm the only one to notice what they don't She don't know what she wants Acting different when she's with the flock But has potential for something better Why she stoop to their level Why does she go with the flow of clones That think sh** is breakfast Watching not saying much Too gone to give a f** Your boy's batsh** Peddling through his bad trip Sitting there like a stand in Disappointed like parents Out of my mind Pay me none I don't care what you want I'm the boy and I'm lost Phone rings, don't pick up Bridge: Top it off Telling me what they're talkin' bout Eyes roll back I can barely hear nothing now Like I don't even know no more Like I don't even know no more I'm sitting on the couch so gone I'm so gone, aw I'm so gone, la-da-da I'm so gone Like you don't even know Your man's a waste of gas, girl I bet you couldn't even come But we got time and this room I swear I wouldn't tell no-one Like I don't even know no more I don't even know no more Like I don't even know what for We're so young, aw We're so young, la-da-da We're so young Hook