Testo IDC

I'm rolling my eyes as I'm rolling the dice
Cuz I know that I don't always choose to be nice
Blowing my bread on my shoes and my ice
I already died now I'm doing it twice
I can't decide are we men? Are we mice?
These bitches salty cuz I got the spice
I got the shades just to cover my eyes
I got too many secrets just to hide
I can't tell if this is hell
Or if I'm doing pretty well
I can't tell if this is hell
Or if I'm doing pretty well

I just wanna go and throw my hands in the air
I don't wanna wear a ponytail in my hair
Can I make it any more obvious? That I don't fucking care
You can criticize and in my eyes you can stare
There's nothing there

Funny everybody wanna look my way
Wanna keep me in a box with the shit they say
And I still don't care cuz I got a good team I'ma get it on my own if you know what I mean
Just hard to feel when you feel nothing
Can't tell what's real tryna do my thing
Stab me in the back and it still won't sting
Getting off track like a rail road train

I can't tell if this is hell
Or if I'm doing pretty well
I can't tell if this is hell
Or if I'm doing pretty well

I just wanna go and throw my hands in the air
I don't wanna wear a ponytail in my hair
Can I make it any more obvious? That I don't fucking care
You can criticize and in my eyes you can stare
There's nothing there