Not Fun ft. Tristan Weber & J Swervo Lyrics

"Who's Tristan?"

Ayy

They say, "You not fun no more

"Wanna get drunk some more?"

I'm okay by myself, long as I got the Lord

They say "You not fun no more

"Wanna get drunk some more?"

I'm okay by myself, long as I got the Lord

And I'm in my bag, low-key

I'm just moving slowly

You know the trial mold me

Been up, I'm not folding

I'm in my bag, low-key

Been up, I'm not folding

You know the trial mold me

I'm just moving slowly (Ayy, yeah)

Not fun, they say I'm a fool

Back then, woulda lost my cool (Woo!)

I'm not tryna be your tool

Old me wouldn't like the new

Good friends, only find a few

Realized when I went to school

They talkin' behind my back

I got some feelings, too attached

I ain't really tryna get mad

I can't let it have an impact (No)

Why won't you

(Why won't you)

Come with me

You ain't wit it

It's my life (It's my life)

It's my dream, I ain't finished

I ain't finished

They say, "You not fun no more

"Wanna get drunk some more?"

I'm okay by myself, long as I got the Lord

They say "You not fun no more

"Wanna get drunk some more?"

I'm okay by myself, long as I got the Lord

And I'm in my bag, low-key

I'm just moving slowly

You know the trial mold me

Been up, I'm not folding

I'm in my bag, low-key

Been up, I'm not folding

You know the trial mold me

I'm just moving slowly (Swervo!)

Yeah, they telling me I switched up (Switched up)

I tell 'em, "I'm just moving different" (Moving different)

I cut 'em off cuz they ain't see my vision (They ain't see it)

I been in my bag and I ain't got no limits

They wanna know, (Huh?)

"Why you don't drink, why you don't smoke

"Why you don't party?"

I'm on a different path, I ain't living for glory (I ain't living' for them)

It's my time, I gotta tell my story

Seven rings, got me feelin' like Horry

Back then, I would act like a fool

Look like a rebel, I'm breakin' the rules (I was breakin' em)

Hothead, I was losing my cool

Talking in class, I'm causin' trouble in the school

Kicking the door, I had to make a move (Ahh, ahh)

I put my life in the Father

Duckin' the devil tryna play it smooth

And I'm in my bag, low-key

I'm just moving slowly

You know the trial mold me

Been up, I'm not folding

I'm in my bag, low-key

Been up, I'm not folding

You know the trial mold me (Said the trial mold me)

I'm just moving slowly (It's Andrew GO!)

Whoa, I'm big stepping with a vendetta

Asking big questions when I'm investing (Whoa!)

Satan tried to get me on his level cuz he insecure

He said "Quit flexing", I said

Kick rocks, get to running, uh (Oh!)

Send shots, I'ma duck 'em (Bow!)

Missed calls cuz I hung up (Brrp!)

I still ain't missed out on like, nothing (Whoa!)

I been on my business, I really repented

Ain't sitting and wishing, I'm willing to risk it (Get It!)

We stayin' locked in and pressing recordin'

I told my homies that we are not normal (Nah!)

Sometimes you gotta just move slower

That don't mean that all the joy is over

Gotta deal with problems when you sober

Find the root of issue when you soul search (That's real)