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Man On the Moon (Bonus Track) - Lyrics

Alright run it, I never gave a fuck
I never a fuck about what niggas thought about me
I mean I did but like fuck it, you know what I'm sayin?
You gon' love me man, you gon' love me man

They can't comprehend
Or even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was boring they would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind everything would be fine

Maybe if I was jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speaking kind words
Then maybe it would be okay to say then
I wasn't a good guy to begin with

But my mind is all crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
They got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above, above
Feelin' like a airplane in the sky

But then they say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
They got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above, above
Feelin' like a bird sittin' high, high

I be that man on the moon, I'm that man on the moon
And I'ma do what I do so do you, hey, hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew my dude
I'm that man on the moon, I'm up, up on the moon

Feels like I, I'm gonna play all my stuff for everybody
You know and all my people give me feedback
You know and they be like
Yo, yo, why, why your shit sound so different?

You know what I'm sayin'?
Why, why your, why you shit like on anotha le
Why's it sound so different?
Like it's a bad thing and I be like, why not, nigga?

Close my eyes, high in the dark
It's a curtain call, come one come all
All I do is try to make it simple
The ones that make it complicated never get congratulated

I'm somethin' different, all aspects
Don't want a woman just to love her assets
I still wife her up even with her flat chest
The type to get hurt but that's the past tense

My mind is all hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinkin' that I'm wrong
Cause they used to call me lame, lame, lame, lame
My swag was a little different

But then my mind is hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinkin' that I'm wrong
But they the ones who lame, lame, lame, lame
I got the last laugh, nigga

I be that man on the moon, I'm that man on the moon
And I'ma do what I do so do you, hey, hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew my dude
I'm that man on the moon I'm up, up on the moon

Writer(s): Jason Chung, Scott Mescudi

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