[Chorus]

Scholar penmanship no money on me

Dirty ass dummy I just really wanna change

Loosie and a loosie oneie on me

Promise ima take a break

I never said for how long

Turn a deaf ear to my tele'

Tryna find my crutch

I wanna walk without a limp

I can feel the nervous in my belly

Puppet to the fear but every butterfly's a pimp

I know

[Bridge]

There's so much here and there's so much gone

I dont know what I have for me to hold on

Nothing

Nothing

[Verse 1]

My apologies for the opposite/adjacent..

When I'm not ready for shit

I can never put me in me bed no more

Fatigue, I bet he's in it

Steady questionin'

Ability, Geronimo up into mad

Instability is too beyond bestowing bad

Can't get away from nothing more that I can add

How could anyone provide if any never had

Or if nobody know what's on the way now

Aim shame at my name when my sights stray now

And if I never knew my everyday now

Musta been the version of me that could never do it

Copping unimportance in a bag

Tryna tell me what i need

But when I do I lie

Dreaming every day about the day that I fly

If I become him again before I die

Imma tell my ways

Fade away and find a way to vanish

Sidestepping the desolate u hook in like the title

Looking like the crown is fucking tooken like the title

Idle

I don't wanna be what you are ay

Quick mover never moving too far ay

In your ways till ya days fubar ay

Hope I never knew could ever be

That never got to where it shoulda woulda coulda

What's changed?

Nothing...

[Chorus]

Scholar penmanship no money on me

Dirty ass dummy I just really wanna change

Loosie and a loosie oneie on me

Promise ima take a break

I never said for how long

Turn a deaf ear to my tele'

Tryna find my crutch

I wanna walk without a limp

I can feel the nervous in my belly

Puppet to the fear but every butterfly's a pimp

Scholar penmanship no money on me

Dirty ass dummy I just really wanna change

Loosie and a loosie oneie on me

Promise ima take a break

I never said for how long

Turn a deaf ear to my tele'

Tryna find my crutch

I wanna walk without a limp

I can feel the nervous in my belly

Puppet to the fear but every butterfly's a pimp

[Bridge]

There's so much here and there's so much gone

I don't know what I have for me to hold on

Nothing

Nothing