Jalon Brown - Pine! Lyrics

Wait just a minute, what'd you say back there?
I've got some good, good friends living south of Bel-Air
And if you hate me, then just say it, I'll get out of your hair
My house burned down, I dropped out, it seems like life isn't fair
Life isn't fair
So I put it in a new song
I realize there's some things that I do wrong
I'll compromise when we put the news on
But you can't keep me from brand new shoes on
A downtown walk, maybe I don't wanna talk to you
Don't get the message? Maybe I'm gon' have to walk you through
Don't eat it up? Then you're gonna have to chalk it to my nihilistic tendencies—
Hold on, I got a job to do
Life gets heinous
When we all want to be famous
Went from pencil on my pages to performing at Pantages
Twisting the truth 'round is dangerous
So I'm sorry that I say this
But I know I ain't gon' make it
Just from paying for a playlist
Wait just a minute, what'd you say back there?
I've got some good, good friends living south of Bel-Air
And if you hate me, then just say it, I'll get out of your hair
My house burned down, I dropped out, it seems like life isn't fair

Wait just a minute, what'd you say back there?
I've got some good, good friends living south of Bel-Air
And if you hate me, then just say it, I'll get out of your hair
My house burned down, I dropped out, it seems like life isn't fair
Life isn't fair
So I put it in a new song
I realize there's some things that I do wrong
I'll compromise when we put the news on
But you can't keep me from brand new shoes on
A downtown walk, maybe I don't wanna talk to you
Don't get the message? Maybe I'm gon' have to walk you through
Don't eat it up? Then you're gonna have to chalk it to my nihilistic tendencies—
Hold on, I got a job to do
Life gets heinous
When we all want to be famous
Went from pencil on my pages to performing at Pantages
Twisting the truth 'round is dangerous
So I'm sorry that I say this
But I know I ain't gon' make it
Just from paying for a playlist
Wait just a minute, what'd you say back there?
I've got some good, good friends living south of Bel-Air
And if you hate me, then just say it, I'll get out of your hair
My house burned down, I dropped out, it seems like life isn't fair