Guess you movin' on, got you talkin' other mans?
Messin' with Goheezy, got you messin' up your plans
Gotta make your mind up, so I guess it all depends
Wasn't f*ckin' with the Heezer, less he marching bands
Oh, you wanna kick it, talk it, kick it, kick it back
Wasn't f*ckin' with me then, so you got me makin' tracks?
Wear that Jesus piece and you might go take me back
Back to the park, just remember that they cannot lack, yeah
Don't wanna text you, less you textin' wit Goheezy
Don't wanna touch you, less you touchin' wit Goheezy
Don't wanna f*ck you, less you f*ckin' wit Goheezy
I'ma cut you off, okay bitch, let's go make it easy
It's about time I think I chose myself
Big difference between obsession and some lovin
It's about time I think I chose myself
Catch a case, bitch, I might go run a race with you
I done lost four years, I'm tired of f*ckin' runnin
You want the money, wear that purple get to stunnin'
Probably post me on the gram, got me feelin' less important, ayy
I talk to myself, you better get to huntin', ayy
I gave you 5 words, had to hear that Oh No?!
Got me Talking to Myself, you got me feelin' po-po
It's okay, it's all good, messin' with Mrs. Go-Go
If you actin' different, then go text your other nigga, bitch
Hello
You miss me
Come on, let's be honest, your career cuz of me
Every line that you write, you know I get royalties
Pay me for that shoot, then you pay me for the story
When you gonna admit that I get all the glory
Yeah, might as well call you Taylor, call me Ye
Cuz I'm the one who made you and you diss me anyway
I leave for a for a few months, you're already visiting
When you gonna admit that you're obsessed with me
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
It's really not that hard, at least I can spell them right
Pipe Down your biggest song under 1,000 listens
Now take a look at my band, we get 5,000 easy
You know what's funny, you've been around for so long
But everyone knows Steven and nobody likes your songs
Manager boy, plan the shows, we get the listens
Don't you think it's sad that you gave up and started listing
Yeah, that's right, post the songs, post the albums
Blew up overnight when you can't even get 1,000
Losing Pride, what pride?
I don't wanna lose the fans, but I'm gonna have to say goodbye
Are mommy and daddy gonna get back together?
Goheezy - LOSING PRIDE (feat. The Pak) Lyrics
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Guess you movin' on, got you talkin' other mans?
Messin' with Goheezy, got you messin' up your plans
Gotta make your mind up, so I guess it all depends
Wasn't f*ckin' with the Heezer, less he marching bands
Oh, you wanna kick it, talk it, kick it, kick it back
Wasn't f*ckin' with me then, so you got me makin' tracks?
Wear that Jesus piece and you might go take me back
Back to the park, just remember that they cannot lack, yeah
Don't wanna text you, less you textin' wit Goheezy
Don't wanna touch you, less you touchin' wit Goheezy
Don't wanna f*ck you, less you f*ckin' wit Goheezy
I'ma cut you off, okay bitch, let's go make it easy
It's about time I think I chose myself
Big difference between obsession and some lovin
It's about time I think I chose myself
Catch a case, bitch, I might go run a race with you
I done lost four years, I'm tired of f*ckin' runnin
You want the money, wear that purple get to stunnin'
Probably post me on the gram, got me feelin' less important, ayy
I talk to myself, you better get to huntin', ayy
I gave you 5 words, had to hear that Oh No?!
Got me Talking to Myself, you got me feelin' po-po
It's okay, it's all good, messin' with Mrs. Go-Go
If you actin' different, then go text your other nigga, bitch
Hello
You miss me
Come on, let's be honest, your career cuz of me
Every line that you write, you know I get royalties
Pay me for that shoot, then you pay me for the story
When you gonna admit that I get all the glory
Yeah, might as well call you Taylor, call me Ye
Cuz I'm the one who made you and you diss me anyway
I leave for a for a few months, you're already visiting
When you gonna admit that you're obsessed with me
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
It's really not that hard, at least I can spell them right
Pipe Down your biggest song under 1,000 listens
Now take a look at my band, we get 5,000 easy
You know what's funny, you've been around for so long
But everyone knows Steven and nobody likes your songs
Manager boy, plan the shows, we get the listens
Don't you think it's sad that you gave up and started listing
Yeah, that's right, post the songs, post the albums
Blew up overnight when you can't even get 1,000
Losing Pride, what pride?
I don't wanna lose the fans, but I'm gonna have to say goodbye
Are mommy and daddy gonna get back together?
Messin' with Goheezy, got you messin' up your plans
Gotta make your mind up, so I guess it all depends
Wasn't f*ckin' with the Heezer, less he marching bands
Oh, you wanna kick it, talk it, kick it, kick it back
Wasn't f*ckin' with me then, so you got me makin' tracks?
Wear that Jesus piece and you might go take me back
Back to the park, just remember that they cannot lack, yeah
Don't wanna text you, less you textin' wit Goheezy
Don't wanna touch you, less you touchin' wit Goheezy
Don't wanna f*ck you, less you f*ckin' wit Goheezy
I'ma cut you off, okay bitch, let's go make it easy
It's about time I think I chose myself
Big difference between obsession and some lovin
It's about time I think I chose myself
Catch a case, bitch, I might go run a race with you
I done lost four years, I'm tired of f*ckin' runnin
You want the money, wear that purple get to stunnin'
Probably post me on the gram, got me feelin' less important, ayy
I talk to myself, you better get to huntin', ayy
I gave you 5 words, had to hear that Oh No?!
Got me Talking to Myself, you got me feelin' po-po
It's okay, it's all good, messin' with Mrs. Go-Go
If you actin' different, then go text your other nigga, bitch
Hello
You miss me
Come on, let's be honest, your career cuz of me
Every line that you write, you know I get royalties
Pay me for that shoot, then you pay me for the story
When you gonna admit that I get all the glory
Yeah, might as well call you Taylor, call me Ye
Cuz I'm the one who made you and you diss me anyway
I leave for a for a few months, you're already visiting
When you gonna admit that you're obsessed with me
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
It's really not that hard, at least I can spell them right
Pipe Down your biggest song under 1,000 listens
Now take a look at my band, we get 5,000 easy
You know what's funny, you've been around for so long
But everyone knows Steven and nobody likes your songs
Manager boy, plan the shows, we get the listens
Don't you think it's sad that you gave up and started listing
Yeah, that's right, post the songs, post the albums
Blew up overnight when you can't even get 1,000
Losing Pride, what pride?
I don't wanna lose the fans, but I'm gonna have to say goodbye
Are mommy and daddy gonna get back together?
Writer: Aneas Bowman, Sydney Repak
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid