[Intro: Cyrus]
Wrote this when I was high
Ego on the ground
My time is pa**ing by
I just hope that I'm around
I wanna make you proud
I wanna sell some records, without selling out
I hope it's not too late, yeah
Please tell me it's not too late, too late...
[Verse 1: Cyrus]
I been going for a minute, hold up
Gave em' 7, guess we gotta warm up
You love Cyrus, but I hate his reflection
Not the kind of gla** that I like to pour up
I don't play anybody my old sh**
I don't even know half the words of my shows
If this sh** wasn't real, then it won't be
I'd rather sell my heart than to give you my soul
I had to sit over conversation
Cheated on 3, but that d**h ain't patient
I just hit the bong off the coffee table
Cause I ain't gettin' high off of likes and favorites
I don't give a f** about an Instant Grammy
You wanna get a picture? Don't Instagram me
Got a few singles right around the corner
Think it might be time that you understand me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Hook: Cyrus]
Spend that time, in all the news
Hope you know that, I'm coming soon from that
Northside, that northside, that north...
That northside, that northside, I know.. I'll see you soon
[Hook: Cyrus]
From that northside, that northside, that north...
That northside, that northside, I know...I'll see you soon