Mac to your face no make up
I don't do dates just break up
Check on your head no paystub
Least ten bands tryna pay up
Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo
I could turn your hoodie to a polo
Talk to these deads like Coco
Flashback shawty I don't do no photos
Make the room stink like Elvis, bad ass bitch putting dick in her pelvis
I could never die for a bitch like Keem but I stay underground no velvet
Taking these samples bitch I'm Costco, I don't think the label can sell this
The shit been hot since I copped this K lil nigga I ain't talking bout Kelvin
Check my temperature nigga
Been had Steam like developers nigga
Pop like a Funko, you can hear the drum roll, shit ain't irregular nigga
Talking bout a god complex, how the f*ck do I seem so secular nigga
Every song that I make just a way I can say that I really been better than niggas
Stretch this shit like Luffy
Sword in her throat think Zoro might sue me
I can make a Bill no Cosby, stop me
Top of of the building no roofie
You niggas all B-sides I can hit the rewind
You can get dropped like a loosie
Trapping out the backstreets, running like a track meet
Need a JT like Uzi
Mac to your face no make up
I don't do dates just break up
Check on your head no paystub
Least ten bands tryna pay up
Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo
I could turn your hoodie to a polo
Talk to these deads like Coco
Flashback shawty I don't do no photos
Uh, uh, f*cking this bitch for the promo
Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO
Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone
Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone
Uh, uh, f*cking this bitch for the promo
Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO
Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone
Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone
Think I'm missing out
Fear of missing out
Think I'm missing now
Think I'm missing out
Fear of missing out
Think I'm missing now
Who gon miss you now
Who gon miss you now
I ain't had no sleep in the 'burbs
So I might as well sleep in a hearse
Motherf*ckers wanna creep and coerce
I had to bring back sin to the church
You don't gotta look far, no search
Been right here waiting on my turn
Too many lessons they made me learn
Drove me crazy until you swerved
Stuck in the burg tryna make a way out of it
Too many verms and the bitches stay counterfeit
Don't say a word better keep my name out of it
Tried to charge up but I just couldn't power it
Waste of my time, wasting my life
Gave up this peace for a piece of my mind
Phone going off and they hitting my line
Been tryna leave all you f*ckers behind
Got too much stress going through it every night
So don't even ask what I'm doing tonight
Too many people you ruin the vibe
And lately I'm feeling too human to cry
I went up this mountain like Sisyphus
I carried this weight no coincidence
Since I said goodbye to my innocence
I'm living inside of this dissonance
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
FEAR OF MISSING OUT Video (MV)
Performed By: Azure the Paradox
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Michael Forrest, Benjamin Siroka
Azure the Paradox - FEAR OF MISSING OUT Lyrics
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English
Mac to your face no make up
I don't do dates just break up
Check on your head no paystub
Least ten bands tryna pay up
Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo
I could turn your hoodie to a polo
Talk to these deads like Coco
Flashback shawty I don't do no photos
Make the room stink like Elvis, bad ass bitch putting dick in her pelvis
I could never die for a bitch like Keem but I stay underground no velvet
Taking these samples bitch I'm Costco, I don't think the label can sell this
The shit been hot since I copped this K lil nigga I ain't talking bout Kelvin
Check my temperature nigga
Been had Steam like developers nigga
Pop like a Funko, you can hear the drum roll, shit ain't irregular nigga
Talking bout a god complex, how the f*ck do I seem so secular nigga
Every song that I make just a way I can say that I really been better than niggas
Stretch this shit like Luffy
Sword in her throat think Zoro might sue me
I can make a Bill no Cosby, stop me
Top of of the building no roofie
You niggas all B-sides I can hit the rewind
You can get dropped like a loosie
Trapping out the backstreets, running like a track meet
Need a JT like Uzi
Mac to your face no make up
I don't do dates just break up
Check on your head no paystub
Least ten bands tryna pay up
Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo
I could turn your hoodie to a polo
Talk to these deads like Coco
Flashback shawty I don't do no photos
Uh, uh, f*cking this bitch for the promo
Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO
Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone
Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone
Uh, uh, f*cking this bitch for the promo
Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO
Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone
Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone
Think I'm missing out
Fear of missing out
Think I'm missing now
Think I'm missing out
Fear of missing out
Think I'm missing now
Who gon miss you now
Who gon miss you now
I ain't had no sleep in the 'burbs
So I might as well sleep in a hearse
Motherf*ckers wanna creep and coerce
I had to bring back sin to the church
You don't gotta look far, no search
Been right here waiting on my turn
Too many lessons they made me learn
Drove me crazy until you swerved
Stuck in the burg tryna make a way out of it
Too many verms and the bitches stay counterfeit
Don't say a word better keep my name out of it
Tried to charge up but I just couldn't power it
Waste of my time, wasting my life
Gave up this peace for a piece of my mind
Phone going off and they hitting my line
Been tryna leave all you f*ckers behind
Got too much stress going through it every night
So don't even ask what I'm doing tonight
Too many people you ruin the vibe
And lately I'm feeling too human to cry
I went up this mountain like Sisyphus
I carried this weight no coincidence
Since I said goodbye to my innocence
I'm living inside of this dissonance
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
I don't do dates just break up
Check on your head no paystub
Least ten bands tryna pay up
Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo
I could turn your hoodie to a polo
Talk to these deads like Coco
Flashback shawty I don't do no photos
Make the room stink like Elvis, bad ass bitch putting dick in her pelvis
I could never die for a bitch like Keem but I stay underground no velvet
Taking these samples bitch I'm Costco, I don't think the label can sell this
The shit been hot since I copped this K lil nigga I ain't talking bout Kelvin
Check my temperature nigga
Been had Steam like developers nigga
Pop like a Funko, you can hear the drum roll, shit ain't irregular nigga
Talking bout a god complex, how the f*ck do I seem so secular nigga
Every song that I make just a way I can say that I really been better than niggas
Stretch this shit like Luffy
Sword in her throat think Zoro might sue me
I can make a Bill no Cosby, stop me
Top of of the building no roofie
You niggas all B-sides I can hit the rewind
You can get dropped like a loosie
Trapping out the backstreets, running like a track meet
Need a JT like Uzi
Mac to your face no make up
I don't do dates just break up
Check on your head no paystub
Least ten bands tryna pay up
Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo
I could turn your hoodie to a polo
Talk to these deads like Coco
Flashback shawty I don't do no photos
Uh, uh, f*cking this bitch for the promo
Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO
Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone
Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone
Uh, uh, f*cking this bitch for the promo
Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO
Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone
Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone
Think I'm missing out
Fear of missing out
Think I'm missing now
Think I'm missing out
Fear of missing out
Think I'm missing now
Who gon miss you now
Who gon miss you now
I ain't had no sleep in the 'burbs
So I might as well sleep in a hearse
Motherf*ckers wanna creep and coerce
I had to bring back sin to the church
You don't gotta look far, no search
Been right here waiting on my turn
Too many lessons they made me learn
Drove me crazy until you swerved
Stuck in the burg tryna make a way out of it
Too many verms and the bitches stay counterfeit
Don't say a word better keep my name out of it
Tried to charge up but I just couldn't power it
Waste of my time, wasting my life
Gave up this peace for a piece of my mind
Phone going off and they hitting my line
Been tryna leave all you f*ckers behind
Got too much stress going through it every night
So don't even ask what I'm doing tonight
Too many people you ruin the vibe
And lately I'm feeling too human to cry
I went up this mountain like Sisyphus
I carried this weight no coincidence
Since I said goodbye to my innocence
I'm living inside of this dissonance
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
Who gon miss you now?
Writer: Michael Forrest, Benjamin Siroka
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid