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    [Intro]
    Gerald what the fuck is wrong, man?
    Cheer the fuck up, you asshole, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    We fake it 'til we make it
    Work while everyone doubts
    I was dreamin' of award shows
    While still on the couch
    Fame is all so new to me
    Guess I'm feelin' it out
    Man the other day my grandma said she's selling the house (wait)
    See I was much more bummy and less star
    When my mom's unemployment check wouldn't stretch far
    Wishin' that my confidence was made out of Teflon
    And I could superhero, save the day, cop her next car
    Coming out the Bay feels like nobody gets far
    Feels like we're doomed
    Like they're building a Death Star
    Drink it all the way, stumble into the next bar
    Rap is like the lottery, we're all tryna scratch for
    But when that shit just strikes gold
    You accomplish life goals
    Go and get that ice froze, get paid off of nice flows
    It's weird now I got money to buy nice steez
    But don't look down
    Get scared of heights like these

    [Hook]
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    Why the hell you got the blues?
    Everybody wanna be in your shoes
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    Everything ain't that bad
    Name a reason that you got to be mad
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    Man stop acting like a bitch
    Forgot you're all famous now and rich?
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    Man stop cryin', homie rap more
    (Alright, well)

    [Verse 2]
    And in a year I went from overlooked to over-booked
    You won't ever understand the work it took
    Drinkin' every night to celebrate what we made
    But the parties have changed
    Weirdos crowd around and start acting strange
    At the bar stress chain smoking cigarettes
    And I don't even smoke, I know I should drink a little less
    But nothing can prepare you for how crazy this business gets
    Once again sad boy Gerald is in distress
    So hard on myself I think I'm going insane
    The mind of a perfectionist is always in pain
    Should be happy I don't have to set alarms to wake up
    I just tour and cake up
    I should probably call home so me and moms can make up
    These days the only home I know is the road
    And clowns are all sad inside, or so I? m told
    And the girl I'm really thinking of is states away
    We'll run away and find a place to stay

    [Hook]
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    Why the hell you got the blues?
    Everybody wanna be in your shoes
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    Everything ain't that bad
    Name a reason that you got to be mad
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    Man stop acting like a bitch
    Forgot you're all famous now and rich?
    Gerald what you so sad for?
    This was everything you asked for

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