[Intro: Earl Sweatshirt]

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright

Alright

[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]

Booted up now

She couldn't even look in my eye, giving me run 'rounds

Sharing sentiment when I'm high, quiet for come down

Fatal look, throwing the royal flush out

Spoils plush, I had to go with deluxe

You had to know we was young

My matrimony to drugs

I'm having a hell of runs

I'm married, fell out of love

With caring about the boy

Staring into the sun

And I'm seeing green, my pedigree on the run

Bleed in them sheets, the funds coming in floods

Need everything all at once

The ebb and flow of the pulse

At the peak and the lulls

Whoever he thought he was

Get tested, I feel the rush

Impression just ended up

Forever in hella love

We took the bus wherever the fetti was

Subtle difference 'tween buzzed and twisted, get hella drunk and mischievous when I want

A fuckin' chemistry ain't enough

Ascending up through the rungs

Pretentions, you try and tuck

Ain't missing 'em from the sum

Your situation is bugged

Heavy surveillance cover your chest with tape in the truck

Bet we ain't saying nothin'

Obey the hush

No time to meditate on whether stay or to run

Whether to spray or duck

Bet they playin' to lose, you bet we played and we won

[Verse 2: Wiki]

Underestimated, always understated

Couldn't understand and couldn't fuckin' take it

Branded and emaciated, stranded in the fuckin' basement

Ugly duckling, but still the chicken heads is clucking

But when I fuck 'em it ain't the same like, "What's your function?"

No disrespect, but we can't even hold a discussion

I'm disgusted by myself for even tryna rush it

Fuck love, it's myself I need to get in touch with

It's my health I need to get on top of

Covet and fuck the public

I don't need the interruptions

It's interesting how everything that I did is nothing

Compared to what I'm 'bout to come with

Hit 'em up with

Hit they head with concussions

Hit them where it hurt most, when that verse coast it'll crush 'em

High off that Nerds Rope and drunken

Don't need a fur coat to be the flyest in the function

Or the luncheon

I'm fly 'cause I'm fly, you fly 'cause you try, you be frontin'

Dry your eye, whole lot of demons stuck in

Only way to leave them's to confront 'em

Ain't no reason for 'em, that's just life and what it come with

[Outro: Wiki]

Ha, that's just fuckin' life