FEAR OF MISSING OUT

[Chorus]

Mac to your face no make up

I don't do dates just break up

Check on your head no paystub

Least ten bands tryna pay up

Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo

I could turn your hoodie to a polo

Talk to these deads like Coco

Flashback shawty I don't do no photos

[Verse 1]

Make the room stink like Elvis, bad ass bitch putting dick in her pelvis

I could never die for a bitch like Keem but I stay underground no velvet

Taking these samples bitch I'm Costco, I don't think the label can sell this

The shit been hot since I copped this K lil nigga I ain't talking bout Kelvin

Check my temperature nigga

Been had Steam like developers nigga

Pop like a Funko, you can hear the drum roll, shit ain't irregular nigga

Talking bout a god complex, how the fuck do I seem so secular nigga

Every song that I make just a way I can say that I really been better than niggas

Stretch this shit like Luffy

Sword in her throat think Zoro might sue me

I can make a Bill no Cosby, stop me

Top of of the building no roofie

You niggas all B-sides I can hit the rewind

You can get dropped like a loosie

Trapping out the backstreets, running like a track meet

Need a JT like Uzi

[Chorus]

Mac to your face no make up

I don't do dates just break up

Check on your head no paystub

Least ten bands tryna pay up

Big Time Rush I don't ever come dolo

I could turn your hoodie to a polo

Talk to these deads like Coco

Flashback shawty I don't do no photos

[Post-Chorus]

Uh, uh, fucking this bitch for the promo

Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO

Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone

Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone

Uh, uh, fucking this bitch for the promo

Uh, uh, her friends giving out that FOMO

Uh, uh, hail mary put her in the endzone

Uh, uh, now park right back in the friendzone

[Bridge]

Think I'm missing out

Fear of missing out

Think I'm missing now

Think I'm missing out

Fear of missing out

Think I'm missing now

Who gon miss you now

Who gon miss you now

[Verse 2]

I ain't had no sleep in the 'burbs

So I might as well sleep in a hearse

Motherfuckers wanna creep and coerce

I had to bring back sin to the church

You don't gotta look far, no search

Been right here waiting on my turn

Too many lessons they made me learn

Drove me crazy until you swerved

Stuck in the burg tryna make a way out of it

Too many verms and the bitches stay counterfeit

Don't say a word better keep my name out of it

Tried to charge up but I just couldn't power it

Waste of my time, wasting my life

Gave up this peace for a piece of my mind

Phone going off and they hitting my line

Been tryna leave all you fuckers behind

Got too much stress going through it every night

So don't even ask what I'm doing tonight

Too many people you ruin the vibe

And lately I'm feeling too human to cry

I went up this mountain like Sisyphus

I carried this weight no coincidence

Since I said goodbye to my innocence

I'm living inside of this dissonance

[Refrain]

Who gon miss you now?

Who gon miss you now?

Who gon miss you now?

Who gon miss you now?

[Outro: Donald Glover]

I think most people are afraid

They're afraid to do- I'm not saying everybody's like an artist or a creative

But everybody has something that they find joy in figuring it out

Or like they find joy in the way they do it

But people gotta eat, its scary to do that

So its harder to distinguish really what makes you you