Find Me

[Verse 1] Man I wanted if I said it all It's time when the records are done Was it memorable? You know what the fuck it was They gonna talk their shit I'm gonna shrug it off Coming up, gave a fuck how I came across Two years ago, when I couldn't take another loss Somebody better put a end to my winning streak I'm not hearing 'em I guess it'll take a lot to offend me man Fuck all the bullshit and mystique And telling everything when it's not pretty I don't mind All for the trippy for strictly Tatted on my side boy if you need a kitty Pink and light There's no weight where my ex girls are Watching my clips, feeling regret feels huh!? In the studio so the rent bills high They tell me say real I tell 'em get real high [Chorus] x2 Find me You've been sad for too long x3 Find me sitting up For a little buzz And everybody's here Yeah we did a bunch Find me [Verse 2] 'Money over bitches' is what I'm hearing Money without love it not appealing I got too much on my plate Gotta spill it in my house [Crackin' and blind for you to peer in And my peers, they all just appearing now And the older generations, kinda fizzled out Swear to get up in my space when I'm sitting down Tryna get a real account, what I'm really 'bout But I'm really human, staring at my cup Friends scare, who dared told me that's enough? I'd probably get 'em kicked outta here, in a flash In the mood strikes, that's how I'm feeling tonight When I was 17 I forgot the train Walked in to the show hoping everyone ignored me Had to win a battle to force to record Didn't know the card but I know it was a sure thing When I wasn't confident, I was confident Even when I was competent, I was on some shit Like I got it, I promise, I'm positive I was rapping back when Britney was hot and shit You know the deal, played shows to no-one I recall the first 4 kids that showed up And I brought drinks 'cos it meant so much to me So my recently is all grown up Sorta like my friends, and my brothers and the styles so shitty People telling me about my own home city Now put me on the lights man, fuckin' no dimming Look at what I made of all killer, no filler; like Sum 41 Already I've won, already have fun Already would've liked So you know I would die for this So this is our cult man And mix in cool-aid just right for you [Chorus] x2 Find me You've been sad for too long x3 Find me sitting up For a little buzz And everybody's here Yeah we did a bunch Find me