[Intro]
Ayy, this is a Trademark production
EQ made this one

[Pre-Chorus]
Life's hard, I said that we'd escape, oh yeah
Can't block me off, no yellow tape
Waking up in the middle of the night from migraines
'Cause the thought of you, only thing keeps me sane

[Chorus]
See
See, see, see, see
Then I wake up from the cuts
Bleed, bleed, bleed, bleed
N***a, I don't give a fuck
What you think you see
'Cause the only one's that valid
Hah, guess that's me
Who's the one with the talent?
Lace a n***a up, run him down, New Balance
I get fucked up, wanna throw in the towel
But I'm over you, think I need a new vowel
Judging all thеse n***as, feel like Simon Cowell

[Post-Chorus]
I been feeling kinda lucky likе I won a raffle
Telling all these n***as, "Pick your head up, keep your glass full"
Wanna talk down on me, you should know, I'm in my bag, fool
Brother call me, "Handy Manny", yeah, I keep a new tool
[Bridge]
Handy Manny
Yeah, I want that bitch, don't need no plan B
I'm Bikini Bottom, she my Sandy
I'ma fuckin' drop 'em like I'm Randy

[Pre-Chorus]
Life's hard, I said that we'd escape, oh yeah
Can't block me off, no yellow tape
Waking up in the middle of the night from migraines
'Cause the thought of you, only thing keeps me sane

[Chorus]
See
See, see, see, see
Then I wake up from the cuts
Bleed, bleed, bleed, bleed
N***a, I don't give a fuck
What you think you see
'Cause the only one's that valid
Hah, guess that's me
Who's the one with the talent?
Lace a n***a up, run him down, New Balance
I get fucked up, wanna throw in the towel
But I'm over you, think I need a new vowel
Judging all these n***as, feel like Simon Cowell
[Verse]
N***as think we synonyms, I'm sorry, but we're not the same
Living life is like The Sims, I'm not too fond of games
Vantage point upon the cliff, I can see the end
Demons stare me in the face, I'm [?] to them
Baby, crank your speakers, blast them
Remember when they took me for a joke way back then
So now, they always askin' me for an open
It's funny how I close them, it's funny how I lose them
I remember looking into her eyes
And we both were hoping the sun would rise
But it burned into my soul, I mean fresh to death
Yeah, I'm sorry baby, but these feelings, they came and left

[Pre-Chorus]
Life's hard, I said that we'd escape, oh yeah
Can't block me off, no yellow tape
Waking up in the middle of the night from migraines
'Cause the thought of you, only thing keeps me sane

[Chorus]
See
See, see, see, see
Then I wake up from the cuts
Bleed, bleed, bleed, bleed
N***a, I don't give a fuck
What you think you see
'Cause the only one's that valid
Hah, guess that's me
Who's the one with the talent?
Lace a n***a up, run him down, New Balance
I get fucked up, wanna throw in the towel
But I'm over you, think I need a new vowel
Judging all these n***as, feel like Simon Cowell
[Post-Chorus]
I been feeling kinda lucky like I won a raffle
Telling all these n***as, "Pick your head up, keep your glass full"
Wanna talk down on me, you should know, I'm in my bag, fool
Brother call me, "Handy Manny", yeah, I keep a new tool