b3 - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Why you always hatin'?

And you started for attention

I be off the percs, oh my god, can't pay attention

She likes me, she wants me

But I don't know if you would date me

Lately everybody around me, they hate me

Feelin' like I'm trapped in a box like a toy

Figurine, oh my god, they hate me

Oh my god, I can't take it, they finna break me

Boy, he a moor, look like a dork

I'm too much, sick to my guts

Today I'm finna cry-high

You, wishin' for a wishin' well

I'm inside a pit feelin' deeper than hell

I can't even make it up

I know that you're offers, I'm finna takе it up

Why you always hatin'?

And you started for attention

I be off thе percs, oh my god, can't pay attention

She likes me, she wants me

She wants me, she wants me

Feelin' like I'm trapped in a box (Figurine)

Oh my god, they hate me

Oh my god, I can't take it, they finna break me (Break-Break me)

Look like a dork

I'm too much, sick to my guts

Today I'm finna cry-high

Today I'm finna cry-high (I can't feel a thing)

(Because that's the way-)

Today I'm finna cry-high (-it's meant to be)