Working On Myself Lyrics

I love you, Charles

She got red hair, call her

She got red hair, call her

I was fourteen, I was fourteen (Ooh, Tash)

It's Lil Cal (Birdie Bands)

I was fourteen trying to fit in

Pops tryna put my damn mom in the pen

In my room, I ain't even had no friends

They said "please work on yourself", they knew I tried to pretend

Brown skin baby, I don't want to lose her pretty face

Taking shit slow, like the last in a never-winning race

She got red hair, call her "Wendy" and she call me "bae"

We watching the sunset and eating strawberry sherbet

She givin' me kisses and hugs, I'm coppin the ring and some UGGs

Before it was not what it was, now I wanna show my love

Never had that much support in the family, bro, they all make me be like "ugh"

I'm on the rise and this music will never go short, I want to go to the above

I want to show my brother the new crib, I want to tell my mother "we're so rich"

I want to show my sister it's okay to be confident in her own damn skin

I just been tellin Uncle "you legit", he know that he and neph gon' get the chips

Shoutout to Paign for rocking with the mix, it's gon' be crazy this year for the kid

Wow

Do you even love me?

I was fourteen trying to fit in

Pops tryna put my damn mom in the pen

In my room, I ain't even had no friends

They said "please work on yourself", they knew I tried to pretend

Brown skin baby, I don't want to lose her pretty face

Taking shit slow, like the last in a never-winning race

She got red hair, call her "Wendy" and she call me "bae"

We watching the sunset and eating strawberry sherbet

Charles, Charles

Wake the fuck up, Charles

You gotta get up, this music shit takin' off

Go, baby, go