Everybody’s out here to make it Everybody’s out in this war Whatever happened to the creating Whatever happened to making art Remember having no expectations Remember when you followed your heart I’m just another kid in the basement Writing love songs
So I, I, do I gotta fit the profile I don’t even wanna know how I’d rather run it on my own
‘Cause no one’s gonna love you like I do They ain’t gonna call it like I would I put my headphone back on for good And I’ma let go, let go of you I’d rather be irrelevant for you Than to fake it ’cause I wanted to be cool I put my headphone back on for good And I’ma let go, let go of you
I apologize for my language And I don’t wanna blame anyone But what the fuck was going on? Do we forget about it all? Remember getting goosebumps from your own songs Only grace left from your own mom You don’t owe this shit to anyone So remember where you’re coming from
So I, I, do I gotta fit the profile I don’t even wanna know how I’d rather run it on my own
‘Cause no one’s gonna love you like I do They ain’t gonna call it like I would I put my headphone back on for good And I’ma let go, let go of you I’d rather be irrelevant for you Than to fake it ’cause I wanted to be cool I put my headphone back on for good And I’ma let go, let go of you
To my rhymers, here’s to my writers You ain’t gotta do it for the numbers Just do it for you Yeah you gotta do it for you
To all my sisters and all my brothers You ain’t gotta do it for the numbers Just do it for you Yeah you gotta do it for you
No, like I do They ain’t gonna call it like I would I put my headphone back on for good And I’ma let go, let go of you I’d rather be irrelevant for you Than to fake it ’cause I wanted to be cool I put my headphone back on for good And I’ma let go, let go of you