Love-sadKID, ​beardy - ​bad apples lyrics

I don't need you to tell me what to do now
Tell me what to do now
I don't need you to tell what to do now
Tell me what to do!

Too many bad apples in the barrel
Ya'll soft rot-fruit's couldn't even walk
Upon this straight n narrow
I tip toe lines balancing depression
And "too cool to hang out with"
Ya'll leave me tired and confused
Makin me wish i was braindead
I stay down from half of weight
Of things i carry with me
Daily on my shoulder on a patchwork case
A half baked shell, a lie that i care
If you think i'll let you tell me
What to do then beware
I'm just that MFer with a case
Of being too cool to listen
If you're tryna control the wave
Then you best keep your distance
I only take advice from half the folks
I say that i'm friends with
I've been whippin in both lanes so
See me swervin peep the message
That i stay that kid!
Young and reckless with a temper
Queer n black i've been through it all
I eat homophobes for breakfast
Keep it simple, not political
Just stay up in your living room
If i only rap about life without my living
It'd be ending soon
They gone pack your bags!
(move on out my way)
They gone give you bad apples!
(tell em i can't wait) put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face) baaad apples
They gone pack your bags!
(move on out my way)
They gone give you bad apples!
(tell em i can't wait) put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face) wow wow wow wow wow

I don't need you to tell me what to do now
Tell me what to do now
I don't need you to tell what to do now
Tell me what to do!

Strange, you say i changed
Remember when i came out gay?
Assumed a phase so don't look up my name
Please! forget my face
I'm tryna find my place away from you

Cut you off, puttin up a fight
Now you follow like a poltergeist
Bad apples on my way to get ya
Corny sharpie mark you out the picture
Toxic friendgroups perpetuating my depression
2017 in my teens learned my lession
Now you watch me gleamin
I feel like it's a blessin
The ol block button might just
Get you to accept it, ay
I got some bigots in my family tree
Worms eat your leaves fag a product of seed
Imma get this degree
Make a couple classic albums
And i'll prolly say peace
I cut communications
Like that poor mars rover
Me and my homies about to
Take the world over, ay!

They gone pack your bags!
(move on out my way)
They gone give you bad apples!
(tell em i can't wait) put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face) baaad apples
They gone pack your bags!
(move on out my way)
They gone give you bad apples!
(tell em i can't wait) put it on my tab
(fuck outta my face) wow wow wow wow wow

Every day, every day
It gets easier, just to wake up
Without you on my mind
Without you on my mind every day, every day
It gets easier, just to wake up
Without you on my mind
Without you on my mind every day, every day
I just bury you, in different ways
To kick you out my mind
To kick you out my mind