[Chorus]
Cliché got a bad connotation
What is he saying? What is she saying?
Y’all told me just to do what I do
None of this news brand new
None of this news brand new
Get advice from a few and you ignore the truth
None of this news brand new
I’m a cliché fool, I’m a cliché fool

[Verse 1]
What you gon’ do for a young man?
I've got 200 plans
I hope at least 10 make it out of my head
I can’t tell you what the first one is yet
It’s private, but I’ll probably hint to it
I’m what you call a new nuisance (uh huh)
I’m who you call when you’re improving
Fuck it
You can even call me if a ghost appears
I’ll try to talk to his ass and get close to him
I’m going out with my favorite hat on my head
I’ll let you wear it if you let me brag to my friends
Even if they do not follow me back on Instagram
No worries, everyone I get to know is an instant fan
Paycheck in my pocket, maybe I should spend it on shoes
How about those sneakers that I saw on that dude
But I can’t, I’ve got my own damn soul that needs food
And I just got new shoes anyway
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[Verse 2]
I guess I’m 'bout to run it back like I’m Tyreek Hill
Y’all are really on my back like we siamese twins
I think I finally got the knack of finding friends
And I didn’t need an app just to meet them
I don’t pretend
Some of y’all pretentious as fuck
Why don’t you just be yourself and not be so dumb?
I don’t think I need more luck
I just need some more help getting air in both lungs
If this was easy it would be no fun
I guess I got the N-F-L stumped
Elephants in the room, jump one time like you rocking those pumps
I was slumped one time, I should not be so drunk on a weekday
Open each day like I open up a briefcase
I think I know the combination. Please wait
Sometimes life gives you BJs
That’s when you go slip up out them PJs
The sleep waits

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