One, two, three, four

Did we already start?Did we get to the part where I sink or swim?

Can we go back to the start?

Back to the place where they said, "Begin"

I wanna go slower, slower

Wanna start over, over

I wanna go home but, home just

So out of reach, not even in my gravity

How sad for me? (Fuck it)

I should be grateful, know my prize

Why am I school boarded? Workin′ for a pass

I wanna be a stoner, walk my own path

I wanna be cool with my motherfuckin' dad

Is that too much to ask for? Shit, my bad

My mama work hard, nearly broke her back

And I got doubts from the shit in the past

I wanna give her more than a nigga ever has

I′m sorry for talking down too much

Sorry, I never trust my gut

I'm sorry, I'm always runnin′ my mouth too much

I′m sorry, I will start lovin' myself enough, yeah

I think I hold myself enough, that

Earn it, yeah, I know (I know)

Wanna see the world in colors

So I can feel warm in the cold

And maybe I, maybe I, maybe I

As a lady I, know that I feel divine

I wanna be happy with my own path

I wanna be good to the friends that I have

And when I get a home, I′ma pay it in cash

I wanna give the twin anything that they ask

I wanna go to Tokyo, Rome and France

And I'ma have a chauffeur wherever I land

I wanna get drunk on a beach, in the sand

And I′ma get a Grammy with my motherfuckin' friends

I′m sorry for talking down too much

Sorry, I never trust my gut (I never trust my gut)

I'm sorry (I'm sorry, sorry), I′m always runnin′ my mouth too much

I'm sorry (I′m sorry, sorry), I will start lovin' myself enough, yeah

I′m sorry for talking loud too much

Sorry, I never trust my gut

I'm sorry, I′m always doubtin' myself too much

I'm sorry, I will start lovin′ myself enough, yeah