oh

Singer: call me karizma

happiness

i found it

'cause that's just as it sounds

man

everyday's sunny

got the weather's man running and we're just gettin' started

my car enters fine too but not to playin'

why you hatin'? not due rainin'

see

everything's free

i don't wanna free all my dreams just for a not to free payment nine to five

born and raise

small town kid with enormous ways

hopin' to be heard not overplayed

really

i just have more to say

stare at the sun 'cause my parents said sun is bad for your eyes

but i swear that it's fun

ha

empowerment or not

i'm barely a blond

but i'd rather feel good when i carry the atmosphere with my absence fear

man

it's my vision

what's happened here? in the last year had to find different so

keep doubtin'

i'll just keep shouting

i'm out man

just mind your business

the truth retailed

never

but i'm a piece of shit so please pick me up to make me feel better

i'm hatin' on more 'bout me

myself and i

but right now i wanna sore with my hands up in the sky

yeah

they know

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

i'ma carry with a tree

never catch me sleeping

i'm runnin' 'round on

everyday's the weekend

sad folks gettin' mad at me 'cause i'm happily

just livin' here

always streppin' fear on the soul

if you will listen

here's how it goes

i used to have hate for the kids who hate waitlist

and since then i'd write me just too hypocrite sweet

i'm a freakin' fake

lately i've quit that act

no more

i'm not no roll model on tour

bought the song

my music bounce and they like to nerve on me

hide the hurt for me

get the words

relay and replay despite the persistence

ah

never got drunk as fuck

but i'm fucking drunk on this lifestyle

no wife now

no white now

'cause when that comes i'll put the mic down

so for right now

it's mister is

drive down main to forget the past

every window passed is a big decision

so for my final call

i write this song for joy and love

i've avoided judge

but my eyes are clouds and i'm hiding in this song for the voice of fun

the truth retailed

never

but i'm a piece of shit so please pick me up to make me feel better

i'm hatin' on more 'bout me

myself and i

but right now i wanna sore with my hands up in the sky

yeah

they know

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

oh

i'ma carry with a tree

never catch me sleeping

i'm runnin' 'round on

everyday's the weekend

Lyric Context: oh - call me karizma