Smiling at the Ground

[Chorus] I searched my fake name and found a million results But none have you Thank God, yeah, uh, yeah Always lookin' down, yeah, smilin' at the ground, yeah I've been on my own, the world's just pixels on my phone But you feel true Thank God, uh Always lookin' down, yeah, smilin' at the ground, yeah [Verse 1] Honestly (What?) I can't wait 'til they break up (Oh yeah) So that I can get a shot at her spot, and if not, what's the cost? 'Cause the music'll make up for it (Oh) It would be so great, I would pay up for it I could really use a break from that same love story 'Cause that ain't somethin' for me, I miss when I could relate to your heartbreak Want you to be happy, but only if it's for our sake Want you to be happy, but only if I can partake And you know if you're happy, the music is probably crappy And your songs'll only light up the charts if they from the dark place I'm your biggest fan, so I promise that's what your art takes And when you're down, I'll be there for you When you finally outgrow that girl of yours (Haha) She's your world, of course, blah-blah, we get it Nah-nah, if we met, you would not regret it, I promise [Chorus] I searched my fake name and found a million results But none have you Thank God, yeah, uh, yeah Always lookin' down, yeah, smilin' at the ground, yeah I've been on my own, the world's just pixels on my phone But you feel true Thank God, uh Always lookin' down, yeah, smilin' at the ground, yeah [Verse 2] Let him slowly kill himself (Wait, wait, wait, wai-), it's okay We gon' need a bigger shelf (Keep, keep, kee-kee-), it's so great Don't do anything that's good for business (No, no, no) And even if we did, we know he wouldn't listen anyways Take our money, don't stop it, and when you come down, write how you feel Put it out, that's a hit, thank you for the profit, do it again 'cause you know that people want it (Yeah-!) So look at you gettin' money and your crew gettin' money, but it makes you feel alone when you flaunt it In a race against yourself to the bottom, askin', "Ain't this everything I ever wanted?" Yeah [Chorus] I searched my fake name and found a million results But none have you Thank God, yeah, uh, yeah Always lookin' down, yeah, smilin' at the ground, yeah I've been on my own, the world's just pixels on my phone But you feel true Thank God, uh Always lookin' down, yeah, smilin' at the ground, yeah [Outro] Turn my branches into ashes For your warmth and for your pleasure Now I'm drownin' in reverbial screams Disguised as an aesthetic I'm a fucking guilty pleasure I'm like Jaden Smith to you You'll never see me how I see me I'm not an artist, and that's okay You're the only thing that's real A bit of a futile exercise if you're just going up the steps