I'm sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I'm not listenin' or I'm indifferent
Truly I ain't got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just came to kick it but really
I would rather be at home
all by myself not in this room
With people who don't even care
about my well being
I don't dance don't ask
I don't need a boyfriend
So you can go back
please enjoy your party
I'll be here somewhere in the corner
under clouds of marijuana
With this boy who's hollering
I can hardly hear
Over this music I don't listen to
and I don't wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I'll be over here
So these are the places you go
when you choose not
to answer my text
Pull up to Up & Down
whip out the phone
for the Instagram flex
Click click
She got a job for herself
but I know how she spendin' them checks
And don't worry mama
there's no need to stress
I'ma get my respect
I get that respect it's no flex
But you trust me I give 'em what's next
I ain't the prince when I'm in
But you know they be thinkin' I'm fresh
Oh I sit in the cut in the club
But come home and be thinkin' I'm Will
But don't tell the misses
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can't wait
till we can break up outta here
Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed
with this
An anti-social pessimist
but usually I don't mess with this
And I know you mean only the best and
Your intentions aren't to bother me
But honestly I'd rather be
Somewhere with my people
we can kick it and just listen
To some music with the message
like we usually do
And we'll discuss our big dreams
How we plan to take over the planet
So pardon my manners
I hope you'll understand it
That I'll be here
Not there in the kitchen with the girl
Who's always gossiping about her friends
So tell them I'll be here
Right next to the boy who's throwing up 'cause
He can't take what's in his cup no more
Oh God why am I here
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can't wait till we can break up
outta here
Hours later congregating
next to the refrigerator
Some girl's talking 'bout her haters
She ain't got none
How did it ever come to this
I shoulda never come to this
So holla at me
I'll be in the car when you're done
I'm standoffish
don't want what you're offering
And I'm done talking
Awfully sad it had to be that way
So tell my people
when they're ready that I'm ready
And I'm standing by the TV
with my beanie low
Yo I'll be over here
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can't wait till we can break up
outta here