Cliché (feat. Ari Lennox & Boogie)

Mama told me life's not fair

So cliché advice right there

The time we wasted, time we lost

So we don't even try

Mama told me life's not fair

So cliché advice right there

The time we wasted, time we lost

We don't even try

What if love is nothing more than a fairy tale?

I care and all, but I'm feellin' this here a carousel to me

I'm here and gone to you, hear my songs playin'

We get on and off like we horizontally horse-playin'

You need somebody with some patience, shorty, yeah

I need somebody that hate to party, uh

You need somebody that's less busy

I need a  woman that's prayin' for me, but hesitate to call me

I'm hot, cold, the doctor callin' that bipolar

Hardness in the soul, she rock with me, she got five boyfriends

I can't explain, my brain think in multiple colors

Though all of 'em dull when anxiety rival my depression

Mama told me life's not fair

All these girls ain't right, right here

When it's dark, I need some time alone

So she won't see me cry or lie

Mama told me life's not fair

So cliché advice right there

The time we wasted, time we lost

So we don't even try

Mama told me life's not fair

So cliché advice right there

The time we wasted, time we lost

So we don't even try

Steep is the climb, you won't even leave me in line, uh

Greedy is pride, you gon' eat me alive, uh

Sweeter than pie, the more it's sprinkled with lies, uh

By any means, you give me means to survive

We got shit that we should speak about

'Bout how you started fuckin' ****

Yeah, we gon' bleep it out

I sit and think about

Just how the right path could be the wrong direction

But fallin' back is progress, it's all about perspective

I'm sayin', though, I am too selfish to leave you all that I got, uh

That shit harder than mendin' shit with my pops, uh

That shit harder than women givin' out props

And **** hittin' at cops who bought the cap that you copped

'Cause you way different when you're solo

You seem happy in your photos

Hey, uh, I'm way different round my bro-bros

I guess it's places we just won't go, won't go, really I

Mama told me life's not fair

So cliché advice right there

The time we wasted, time we lost

So we don't even try

Mama told me life's not fair

So cliché advice right there

The time we wasted, time we lost

So we don't even try (Don't even try)

Oh, don't even try

'Cause your mama did a number on you, babe

I don't know if I can ease it, yeah

Your mama did a number on you, baby

I know you're tired of this, hey, yeah

Oh, you're tired of me, baby