Oliver Walker - Stupid (Two Weeks) lyrics

Easier said than done
Shit will never be the same
Your main bitch fell in love with me but
I am not the one to blame
Don’t take this serious
These lyrics try to ease the pain
Reality is hard enough without
These fake ass lames

And now I’m back again
I see the world how it is
I wanna go back then
To see the world how it was
Man, it was easier
I never felt like stressing out
And now I got a gun figuratively in my mouth
Should I pull the trigger? Well
That’s a tough debate
Writе the pros and cons and then
We’ll try and sеt it straight
Well let the record show that
I was always ‘just myself’
I learned my lesson now I never
Change for no one else
I’m working so damn hard my
Brain is on viagra i gotta Earn it like a
Rapper from the show Atlanta
They smoke so many people it
Will probably cause ‘em cancer when I rap
This shit is magic like a necromancer
You try to hate me but all
You do is push me further
She the shit, been the shit
I would never hurt her
Rest in peace to my beats
What I do is murder
That line was stupid like my flows
Can you do this better?

Let’s have a drink on a Friday
School on a Monday
Life be fucking crazy when
You riding in the fast lane
Momma say she proud of me
Just looking at my family tree
I wanna make a difference
But it’s hard when you are losing leaves
Going so fast you would
Think Kachow’s my catchphrase
Embarrassed by my honesty
I can see it in your face
My dad be learning guitar
He playing in the office
Rapping in the studio until I’m in a coffin
Damn, yo love is toxic
Then why I wanna love you
Never could I top it
The present that I bought you
Going university a couple years, I wanna be
Writing for some money
And I’m rapping as a hobby
I’ve been on my own
Looking for someone to talk to
Skipping out on class, days off
Like I’m Matthew
People think I’m nuts like my
Middle name is Cashew
Coming to your party even though
I am not meant to

All these fools, they hate me
I heard it from a middle man
Wanna move to other girls
But I ain’t even got a plan
Picture this, it’s winter time
I just got some new shoes
Walking up to bitches then
I notice that they got dudes
Embarrassed by my efforts
I can’t even think straight
I just fucking took your bitch
You know that that’s a ‘Miss Take’
They don’t even work hard
They can even get to me
These people keep on hating
Like their hating makes them money
Cause they just do everyday
Nine to Ten, hours straight
They just keep on fighting like
My rapping is up for debate
Fuck you and your dumb girl
I don’t need to hear it
Going Center Parc’s like I own the place
Period

I don’t need no encore i am never stopping
Just last year I thought
I was never dropping
Now I’ve dropped a mixtape
Featured on a few songs
Sorry to my fans, cause I made
Em wait this long