Fit In

[Chorus: Vocalist, David Dallas]
It's all the same old story
The way they come and go
This revolving door ain't for me
I ain't tryna fit in no more
No more
Keep on actin' like you up on some shit
I'm done tryna fit in
Don't try tell me 'bout what's cool or not, man
I'm done tryna fit in
Looking like the next man? You a yes man
I'm done tryna fit in
Done tryna fit in, done tryna fit in
Dial 1-1-1, I'ma kill it real quick

[Verse 1]
I'm done
Ain't holdin' my tongue for no one
Ain't tryna be down
With this crowd, or that crowd
Sittin' on Pitchfork tryna figure out
What's good, what's hot
Showin' off to your friends like you're top-notch
Last year, man, you were into Pop Rock
Sayin' that Drake is a soft-cock
Now you at his show with a top-knot
I've not got time for the lip service
Callin' that shit wack is a disservice
To the word wack, it's worse
Stop writin' cheques that you can't cash on a big purchase
It's not really worth it
Know the way that I act might make people nervous
From a land more known for the sheep than the beats
But I still ain't goin' where I'm herded, ya heard it

[Chorus: Vocalist, David Dallas]
It's all the same old story
The way they come and go
This revolving door ain't for me
I ain't tryna fit in no more
No more
Keep on actin' like you up on some shit
I'm done tryna fit in
Don't try tell me 'bout what's cool or not, man
I'm done tryna fit in (Ain't tryna fit in no more)
Lookin' like the next man? You a yes man
I'm done tryna fit in (No more)
Done tryna fit in, done tryna fit in
Dial 1-1-1, I'ma kill it real quick

[Verse 2]
Don't care like I used to
These days feelin' more neutral, just bein' truthful
Seen dudes tryna flex but
They hop on a wave like it's the next bus
And it really gets messed up
When they just buy things they seen 'Ye coppin'
You don't birth trends, you're not poppin'
Brad and Angie: mostly adoptin'
I've put that phase in a coffin
Being on my own buzz ain't no problem
Dave don't log in, fuck your timeline
Got better things to do with my time
Get paid, write rhymes
Catch Federer games from the sidelines
Go fine dine with the wife, sippin' on white wine
Play Xbox Live in the nighttime
Nobody gonna dim my shine
Nobody gonna kill my buzz
These dudes say peer pressure is a bitch
That's why we are not peers, cuz
Type of thing that'll end up in tears, cuz
Fuck a bandwagon around here, cuz
Used to wanna be down with the cool kids
Had to do it big, guess I outgrew shit

[Bridge]
Man, I'm done tryna fit in
Done tryna fit in
Done tryna fit in, done tryna fit in
Dial 1-1-1, I'ma kill it real...

[Chorus: Vocalist, David Dallas]
It's all the same old story
The way they come and go
This revolving door ain't for me
I ain't tryna fit in no more
No more
Keep on actin' like you up on some shit
I'm done tryna fit in (No more)
Don't try tell me 'bout what's cool or not, man
I'm done tryna fit in (Ain't tryna fit in no more)
Lookin' like the next man? You a yes man
I'm done tryna fit in (Oh-oh, no more)
Done tryna fit in, done tryna fit in
Dial 1-1-1, I'ma kill it real quick