Michael Burry

Done a lot of things I can't rewind But, I don't like to live my life that way Ain't no sense in stressing over hindsight Plus, I can't hardly see shit anyway A little bit of target practice I'ma shoot my shot like I'm Curry Every single look is a good look And lately I feel like Michael Burry I'ma get my way this year though I've been in my bag like rest stops I've been in my bag like Ziploc I might make a milli', for real I put a couple thousand in the stock market And I just tripled up since I said that I just made a couple songs that I fuck with Group-text 'em to my exes like, "sup bitches" We all make bad decisions, and it's alright Y'all just made the worst one, and that's too bad And, yeah, I saw your man, and that's too bad What's it like always picking up the tab now? Just dropped a couple grand 'cause I felt like it And the way I make it happen I just might be psychic Lots of people like to act like they know shit But, when you put 'em on the spot, they a tide stick And I got rich off an idea My buzz got me never having light years My eyes probably draw in Billie Eilish But, she was wrong, 'cause the ocean is scary I made you look so dumb, didn't I Got that supply like I'm fucking Amazon I swear I'm right every single damn time Better call me Michael Burry Yeah, and you can read my playbook But, I don't ever stay put, call an audible like James would I might leave my imprint, I might do some dumb shit Turn around and have a smart decision make me dumb rich If you need a second just to process what you're hearing Then I fucking understand because I told y'all this my year, and I ain't mean to make this leap, Michael Jordan top the key And I might just dunk on everybody that has doubted me I'll probably always be underrated But, I'm still your bitch's favorite And I don't make up things, I just make all your girl's playlists I remember working day-shifts, that turned into some night-shifts Where I would write until I left like I was windshield wipers I'm a blessing in this bitch, a correction to your ways And I'll get you to your destination, you can call me Waze Might be a little short-tempered, but, long for better days And I would count the hours, but, I'd rather count the plays 'Cause I got rich off an idea My buzz got me never having light years My eyes probably draw in Billie Eilish But she was wrong, 'cause the ocean is scary I made you look so dumb, didn't I Got that supply like I'm fucking Amazon I swear I'm right every single damn time Better call me Michael Burry Yeah, better call me Michael Burry, alright Yeah, better call me Michael Burry Better call me Michael Burry, alright, yeah Better call me Michael Burry