Mom said one day I'd be dapper and wise, or half would suffice
Essential oils lavender combating the blight
Born in Cavender's but can't yank the calves to ya thighs
Fuggie said "get em in check when you're high
With the white boy hops like craft beer and counterstrike macros"
They down just like that, woah, and that's so
Unexpected from the likes of me, I get it
Forget aboutt the chloroform when all they see's a linen
Everybody keeps on talkin like they never learned to listen
That's the difference. I admit I'm growing up, yall hate the kids inside yourself
Yall aint shit without your shell, check the hip and rep the belt
I'm a joke, but she still get it like she check the mail
Said in jest, but get it? yes, I said I wouldn't quit
Till I did it best, hit the precipice of the ebbing crest
Fall off, hung out to dry, still gettin wet
Pearl slips ashore, clam destined like a hidden threat
Always been the ugly duckling
Dumb writing songs lovey dovey when nobody f*cking loved me
See, I blossomed to a beautiful swan, dapper
Nah for real yo, it's true, ask my mom
After schoolin so long, now I'm lookin for some cubicle jobs
To be accruing some funds, not be a loser or bum
See, I'm a loser to some. I've got no issues with that view
See, the issue is, is that I'm included in that few
I wanna pull a Brockhampton, move to Cali-forn-i-a
Shit, I'll go on tour today. Got no album out
But give me four, some days and I'll record the tape and they'll be blown away
Drop a couple classics, then retire when I'm 48
I feel like I've gone with the motions
I feel so damn lost in my emotions
Look into the mirror, tell myself that I'm dapper
Suit it up, you're a young professional. You are not a
Frit - Dapper & Wise Lyrics
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Mom said one day I'd be dapper and wise, or half would suffice
Essential oils lavender combating the blight
Born in Cavender's but can't yank the calves to ya thighs
Fuggie said "get em in check when you're high
With the white boy hops like craft beer and counterstrike macros"
They down just like that, woah, and that's so
Unexpected from the likes of me, I get it
Forget aboutt the chloroform when all they see's a linen
Everybody keeps on talkin like they never learned to listen
That's the difference. I admit I'm growing up, yall hate the kids inside yourself
Yall aint shit without your shell, check the hip and rep the belt
I'm a joke, but she still get it like she check the mail
Said in jest, but get it? yes, I said I wouldn't quit
Till I did it best, hit the precipice of the ebbing crest
Fall off, hung out to dry, still gettin wet
Pearl slips ashore, clam destined like a hidden threat
Always been the ugly duckling
Dumb writing songs lovey dovey when nobody f*cking loved me
See, I blossomed to a beautiful swan, dapper
Nah for real yo, it's true, ask my mom
After schoolin so long, now I'm lookin for some cubicle jobs
To be accruing some funds, not be a loser or bum
See, I'm a loser to some. I've got no issues with that view
See, the issue is, is that I'm included in that few
I wanna pull a Brockhampton, move to Cali-forn-i-a
Shit, I'll go on tour today. Got no album out
But give me four, some days and I'll record the tape and they'll be blown away
Drop a couple classics, then retire when I'm 48
I feel like I've gone with the motions
I feel so damn lost in my emotions
Look into the mirror, tell myself that I'm dapper
Suit it up, you're a young professional. You are not a
Essential oils lavender combating the blight
Born in Cavender's but can't yank the calves to ya thighs
Fuggie said "get em in check when you're high
With the white boy hops like craft beer and counterstrike macros"
They down just like that, woah, and that's so
Unexpected from the likes of me, I get it
Forget aboutt the chloroform when all they see's a linen
Everybody keeps on talkin like they never learned to listen
That's the difference. I admit I'm growing up, yall hate the kids inside yourself
Yall aint shit without your shell, check the hip and rep the belt
I'm a joke, but she still get it like she check the mail
Said in jest, but get it? yes, I said I wouldn't quit
Till I did it best, hit the precipice of the ebbing crest
Fall off, hung out to dry, still gettin wet
Pearl slips ashore, clam destined like a hidden threat
Always been the ugly duckling
Dumb writing songs lovey dovey when nobody f*cking loved me
See, I blossomed to a beautiful swan, dapper
Nah for real yo, it's true, ask my mom
After schoolin so long, now I'm lookin for some cubicle jobs
To be accruing some funds, not be a loser or bum
See, I'm a loser to some. I've got no issues with that view
See, the issue is, is that I'm included in that few
I wanna pull a Brockhampton, move to Cali-forn-i-a
Shit, I'll go on tour today. Got no album out
But give me four, some days and I'll record the tape and they'll be blown away
Drop a couple classics, then retire when I'm 48
I feel like I've gone with the motions
I feel so damn lost in my emotions
Look into the mirror, tell myself that I'm dapper
Suit it up, you're a young professional. You are not a
Writer: Frit
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