CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Good riddance
Im no Longer Fighting My Demons
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
Im no Longer Fighting My Demons
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
Im stressed out but i got no time
Look at that b*t*h god dang she fine
Look at that b*t*h god dang she mine
Im stressed out but i got no time
Im stressed out but i got no time
Look at that b*t*h god dang she fine
Look at that b*t*h god dang she mine
Im stressed out but i got no time
Chillin with my dogs smoking on hot logs
Wonder why i keep a b*t*h in my call log
Since i came up its been so hard to fall off
N***as be bitting the swag like some knock off's
You n***as give yourself chances then fall off
You n***as get you some money then top off
Just got the lamb then i took the top off
Sick of this basic sh*t i finna pop off
(Sick of this tragedy theses n***as mad at me
Im prolly go n make a milly undoubtedly
Sick of this tragedy these n***as mad at me
Im prolly go n make a milly undoubtedly
Ain't nothhin touchin me it just all gon come to me
When i get sad i appreciate comapany
Sparked up a fat one when that b*t*h was dumping me
Now i make music and all yall like luckily)
Im no Longer Fighting My Demons
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
Im no Longer Fighting My Demons
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
Im no Longer Fighting My Demons
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
Im stressed out but i got no time
Look at that b*t*h god dang she fine
Look at that b*t*h god dang she mine
Im stressed out but i got no time
Im stressed out but i got no time
Look at that b*t*h god dang she fine
Look at that b*t*h god dang she mine
Im stressed out but i got no time
Chillin with my dogs smoking on hot logs
Wonder why i keep a b*t*h in my call log
Since i came up its been so hard to fall off
N***as be bitting the swag like some knock off's
You n***as give yourself chances then fall off
You n***as get you some money then top off
Just got the lamb then i took the top off
Sick of this basic sh*t i finna pop off
(Sick of this tragedy theses n***as mad at me
Im prolly go n make a milly undoubtedly
Sick of this tragedy these n***as mad at me
Im prolly go n make a milly undoubtedly
Ain't nothhin touchin me it just all gon come to me
When i get sad i appreciate comapany
Sparked up a fat one when that b*t*h was dumping me
Now i make music and all yall like luckily)
Im no Longer Fighting My Demons
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
Im no Longer Fighting My Demons
Just tryna make money
Be Happy Good Riddance
What in the f**k Happened
To become This Snappin
Not some little Weirdo
They Speak like a has been
I Stare at the celing like 24/7
I Stare at the mirror
This f**king Depression
I Hated highschool bro
I Dont f**k with Lessons
But when that life hit bro
Its nothing but stressin
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
(Thanks ugly god)
