Wimbledon

Chorus:

Generation full of kids raised on the internet (yeah)
Playing games you call it love this ain’t Wimbledon
How you got the GPA, but no intellect? (yeah)
Look around, everybody is a hypocrite (yeah)
Prolly why I got so high, (uh) got so high
Didn’t wanna let you down
We just wanna feel alive, feel alive
You ain’t gotta do it yourself

Verse:

Yeah, Yeah
Run it back
I got the juice I’m killing it
Came too far no turning back
That’s a Simpson bar and a humble brag
Yeah, I can’t lose focus
I meditate I feel chosen (uh)
Hopeless I keep going
And no matter what I keep showing up
Born in 97 keep it that plus 3
Keep it real no factory
So sweet like a daiquiri
Make her moan say Zachary
I ain’t with the Bull but I feel like Mike (like Mike)
I save my soul, can’t dim my light
Talking like you know me, you ain’t lived my life
Everybody dies don’t waste your time

Chorus:

Generation full of kids raised on the internet (yeah)
Playing games you call it love this ain’t Wimbledon
How you got the GPA, but no intellect? (yeah)
Look around, everybody is a hypocrite (yeah)
Prolly why I got so high, (uh) got so high
Didn’t wanna let you down
We just wanna feel alive, feel alive
You ain’t gotta do it yourself

Outro:

It’s like
It’s like, conditions are never gonna be perfect you know?