Sore Loser (Take Two)

[Verse]
Waking up tired
Why the fuck I try
Why the fuck I bother
Wit the simulation log in
Ain't no dog hung up my collar
Ain't been boo’d up ain't Apollo
Been had flaws and got some karma
Still just valued by the commas
Still been falling for the same type
Keep jumping out the plane, I'm
So tired of this waiting
She eating off my plate like
I ain't had to scrape
I ain't had to work
I ain't had to desert some hopes
Did me dirt
She ain't have to say climb up
Just to cut my rope
But I don’t pay back predictable
Way too real, that’s a threat to you
Paid my dues, not in debt to you
Pull my card ain't no bets with you
Ain't no getting thru, less I’m less than you
That bullshit ain't acceptable
Oh no there he go again
Ain't no hеro I can’t pretend

[Pre-Chorus]
Gold with the chain, I ain't into fakе
I don’t just relate to anybody
No controller, I don’t play
Don’t go for game, I ain't into fake
I don’t just relate to anybody
No controller, I don’t play

[Chorus]
If you don’t give a fuck put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
I said, if she fucked you over put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high

[Bridge]
Going crazy in this room
Swear i been losing my mind
Doing eighty on the freeway
But they don’t see my drive
Why they put my life on replay
Caught up in a mirage
I gotta get up and
Get out right now

[Chorus]
If you don’t give a fuck put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
I said, If she fucked you over put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high