lirik lagu tanger - depressed hermit girl touches grass.
yeah
f~ck a buck i get paid, i’m in love with the game
writing raps in the shade thinking of sh~t i could say
the homie tanger just hit me up with a beat i should slay
i take a stroll through the bay as i jot this sh~t out my brain
awfully anxious, hope this song come out great
because my anxiety’s been starting to feel more real every day
whether it’s fear of losing interest or the fear that i ain’t
both realities are scary ’cause there’s struggle with fame
starting to feel like logic yapping, yelling “who can relate?” (woo!)
my life’s so different from the person i was back in the day
i wonder if the people who knew me back when we were in grades
are thinking “sh~t, she’s really doing it” or laughing from hate
it’s hard to be relatable yet flavorful when talking in a mic
when i finish this i’ll probably wonder if i did it right
ponder if the people listening to me even read the lines
or just bop their heads while i’m just tryna talk and cope with life
guess i’m cool with either, floatin’ through the ether
ain’t left the studio, i need a couple week breather
’cause i’m a weak breather when it comes to socializing
social eyes in focus on a girl who raps, i close my eyelids
and put the headphones on my head so no one tries to pry in
not even music playing, sitting on the train in silence
making sure n0body looks me in my f~cking iris
or maybe i should try it
look
when i come through blasting music in my beats
in a world with only me, pretending
saying i don’t keep narcissistic tendencies all in my rotation
bad thoughts, got like ten at least
starting to show up physically, you’d think i had telepathy (yeah)
when i look up in the mirror at my eyes, bags underneath
boyfriend asks “how is she?”, mama say “she didn’t sleep”
i been stackin’ h~lla cheese just from making melodies
maybe i need therapy
almost crave jealousy from others just to validate myself
i gotta work on that, guess i ain’t perfect, i need some help
so put my ego on a shelf and let me build up something else
confidence should not be something you abuse when given wealth
i been walking more, outside talking more, homies steady calling more
sh~t, it ain’t much but it means the universe to me
f~ck the people who knew me
love the people that know me
f~ck it bro, this the new me
i’d rather this me than old me
type sh~t
yeah
issbrokie
or shteppi
or whatever i’m gonna be credited as on this song
whatever at this point
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