[Chorus]
They don't know my story, yeah that's my fault
Always keeping shit locked in the vault
I don't really wanna talk, I just wanna back shots in the club, I don't need your love (Yeah)
That ain't true though
She tryna find the keys to my heart like cluedo
Still distance myself like pluto
Hard facts but it's true though

[Verse 1]
Been looking for that loophole
So I don't have to open up to you no more
Nah, it's not that I don't wanna
It's more that I can't
I been trying for these words to come out, but they aren't
I been living in a hole, I know you're tryna fill it
But I'm just finish these songs and write these lyrics
I'm tryna to be the illest, I'm tryna be the greatest
I'm done waitin
Now my music on the rise, call it dumb waiting
And this journey ain't always been so smooth
I was sat for years making no moves
Uh, going backwards in fact
Now my names on the plaque
I don't think you understand, step back
I put blood, I put sweat, I put tears in this
Now i'm back stage sitting up in tiers in this bitch
And I still know my self worth
You can take me off the shelf after years and I still work
[Chorus]
They don't know my story, yeah that's my fault
Always keeping shit locked in the vault
I don't really wanna talk, I just wanna back shots in the club, I don't need your love (Yeah)
That ain't true though
She tryna find the keys to my heart like cluedo
Still distance myself like pluto
Hard facts but it's true though

[Verse 2]
When I was a kid I had my life planned out
Now I'm living it I ain't letting that light out
Imma keep the fire buring, imma keep the ship sailing
You can hit me with the waves, I prefer it when it's raining
I could've quit ten times
But I don't wanna look back on my life, and regret mine
Yeah, I learned to love and respect mine
Now I gotta little bit of shine, tryna flex mine
When it rains it pours
But that can never be enough, always tryna get more
Man I don't give a fuck if it kills me or breaks me down
I deserve a bit of luck, I been underground
Now i'm living over the top, waiting for this to drop
I ain't the number one spot, I am never gon' stop
Yeah, I guess in conclusion, Randolphs back no confusion
[Chorus]
They don't know my story, yeah that's my fault
Always keeping shit locked in the vault
I don't really wanna talk, I just wanna back shots in the club, I don't need your love (Yeah)
That ain't true though
She tryna find the keys to my heart like cluedo
Still distance myself like pluto
Hard facts but it's true though