Popular ft. Kyoki Lyrics

Spiraling, every day feels like the same, I'm getting tired of it

Pop a bottle of champagne, forget my problems

Won't find the answer at the bottom of the bottle

I know, but what do I know? I did it anyway to fit in

Don't nobody want love anymore, they just all wanna lust

Go to parties just to fuck, two in the morning

Pouring liquor in my cup, rolling up a blunt

Just me and my nigga in the cut, I'm not

Here come the bitches, lightskin bad, finish the sentence

She playing my song, she know the lyrics

Screaming oh my god, it's Kyoki she representing

Wanna get to know each other better

I'm so fucked up, don't know what to tell ya

I keep it silent and put it in my music

My discography is like a rollercoaster

It's full of ups and downs, ups and downs of emotion

Everybody wonders why I walk around this earth with a constant frown

Well, Spiraling, yeah

Every day feels like the same, I'm getting tired of it

Pop a bottle of champagne, forget my problems

Won't find the answer at the bottom of the bottle

I know, but what do I know? I did it anyway to fit in

I was trying to find myself up at the bottom of the bottle

Only to find out that I'm depressed

Can't ever get the nostalgia feeling whenever I was a kid

Cause I be so stressed, and I be upset

Can't predict shit nowadays, you gotta wonder what's next

And I don't really care about the fame

With this music shit, cause I just wanna feel sane

Like a bandaid, chillin' with my niggas in the cut, uh

You fuck with us, my niggas will CM Punk ya

My baby don't fuck with niggas like she from the boondocks

So I guess I'mma call my shawty YNU Ruckus

The feeling I feel with you, baby, I ain't feel in a while

Whenever I get depressed and upset, you always tend to calm me down

I'm your king and you my queen, you always know how to wear your crown

And whenever you walk through, these bitches know to bow down

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby girl, I love some cinematic and you always play your role right

Like, yeah, yeah, yeah

I love it when you call me daddy whenever I give you strokes, right

Like, hell yeah, yeah

People be asking me in public, is that really, really your wife?

And I say, Hell yeah, yeah

Like, oh

I'm spiraling, oh

Swear every day feels like the same, I'm getting tired of it

Have a bottle of champagne, forget my problems

But I know I won't find the answers at the bottom, of the bottle

Not problematic, but I got problems, hope I can solve them

My heart starting to feel like an ice cube, that shit dissolving

Spiraling, yeah

Every day feels like the same, I'm getting tired of it

Have a bottle of champagne, forget my problems

Won't find the answer at the bottom, at the bottom

I know, but what do I know

I did it anyway to fit in

Every day feels like the same

Every day feels like the same

Every day feels like the same