Lyrics

Good girls go to LA and get messed up Wall Street boys get degrees think they next up Everybody tryna prove somebody wrong We don't swallow pride unless its bottled with some Tylenol But, I wish I was chasing all the things I'm overthinkin' 'bout Scared I'll just be another kid who never made it out I wish I was brave enough to up a level and invest in my endeavors But, I'm spendin' all my money on gas And books I need for class And food thats only fast It's stupid but I'm spendin' all my money on gas And gettin' to attached to girls that never last It's stupid but I'm spendin' all my money on Gettin' teached by a PhD tryna tell 'bout my social responsibilities And then then I spenda a week tryna get some time that's free Talk is cheap, plus I'm broke, bank account boutta' choke I wish I was brave enough to say that I don't got it Gotta work on bein' humble, ain't no other way around it I'm talking to these girls, they so out of my league They'll make a fool out of me because I'm spendin' all my money on gas And books I need for class And food thats only fast It's stupid but I'm spendin' all my money on gas And gettin' to attached to girls that never last It's stupid but I'm spendin' all my money on Good girls go to LA and get messed up Wall Street boys get degrees, think they next up I run away 'cause I'm scared I'm gonna mess up Everybody's dealin' with the same stuff Good girls go to LA and get messed up Wall Street boys get degrees, think they next up I run away 'cause I'm scared I'm gonna mess up Everybody's dealin' with the same stuff But I'm spendin' all my money on- Yeah, that's the one
Writer(s): Graham Stiefel, Cooper Hill, Jachin Mcdonald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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