Fuck it, I'll talk to myself out loud
I'm my own bestfriend
Yeah I got a zest for life
I could lose, always find again
And fuck it, I'mma take a detour from that high road
I think I'mma hit fifth ave on my high horse
I think I'mma soak in the rose with the sea salt
Then make these bags with my eyes closed

They got all these thoughts
I think I'mma choose to not give a fuck
This shits too much to do
You have all these thoughts
Think I'mma choose to not give a fuck
Shits to much to do

Sweet like syrup and I'm really in charge
I stay over dressed cause life is a ball
I know you want the spot, you don't know what it entails
I'm fully a boss, down to the details
Curve your calls if it don't make sense
Diamond in the smooth, with the gold accents
Paint new pics in my head, I don't want flashbacks
Had to hit the block cause I don't back track

They got all these thoughts
I think I'mma choose to not give a fuck
This shits too much to do
You have all these thoughts
Think I'mma choose to not give a fuck
Shits to much to do