(Eb)Too many faces, too many faces, too many faces
(Eb)Yeah, what’s your definition of success? (ayy!)
(Eb)I don’t trust the thoughts that come inside my head (woo!)
(Eb)I don’t trust this thing that beats inside my chest
(Eb)Who I am and who I wanna be can not connect; why?
(Eb)Don’t think I deserve it? You get no respect (woo!)
(F)I just made a couple mil’, still not impressed
(Eb)Let You Down goes triple platinum, yeah, okay, okay, I guess (ayy!)
Smile for a moment then these questions startin’ to fill my head, not again!
I push away the people that I love the most; why? (woo!)
I don’t want no one to know I’m vulnerable; why? (woo!)
That makes me feel weak and so uncomfortable; why? (ayy!)
Stop askin’ me questions, I just wanna feel alive
Until I die—this isn’t Nate’s flow (woo!)
Just let me rhyme; I’m in disguise
I’m a busy person, got no time for lies; one of a kind
They don’t see it; I pull out they eyes; I’m on the rise!
I’ve been doin’ this for most my life with no advice (woo!)
Take my chances, I just roll the dice, do what I like
As a kid, I was afraid of heights, put that aside
Now I’m here and they look so surprised, well so am I, woo!
They don’t invite me to the parties but I still arrive
Kick down the door and then I go inside
Give off that “I do not belong here” vibe
Then take the keys right off the counter, let’s go for a ride
Why do y’all look mortified? (ayy!)
I keep to myself, they think I’m sorta shy, organized
Let You Down’s the only song you’ve heard of? Well then you’re behind (woo!)
Story time; wish that I could think like Big Sean does, but I just can’t decide (aah!)
If I should stick my knife inside of Pennywise
I, I don’t care what anybody else thinks—lies (haha!)
I do not need nobody to help me—lies
I kinda feel guilty ’cause I’m wealthy; why?
I don’t understand, it’s got me questionin’ like, “Why?
Just tell me why”—not back to this flow
Inside I feel divided
Back when I ain’t had a dime, but had the drive
Back before I ever signed, I questioned life, like, “Who am I, man?” Woo!
Nothin’ to me’s ever good enough
I could be workin’ for twenty-four hours a day and think I never did enough
My life is a movie but there ain’t no tellin’ what you’re gonna see in my cinema (no!)
I wanna be great but I get it in the way of myself and I think about everything that I could never be
Why do I do it though? Ayy, yeah
Why you always lookin’ aggravated?
Not a choice, you know I had to make it
When they talk about the greatest, they gon’ probably never put us in the conversation
Like somethin’ then I gotta take it
Write somethin’ then I might erase it
I love it, then I really hate it
What’s the problem, Nathan? I don’t know!
I know I like to preach to always be yourself (yeah)
But my emotions make me feel like I am someone else
Me and pride had made a pact that we don’t need no help
Which feels like I’m at war inside myself but I forgot the shells
I hold my issues up for all to see, like show and tell
A lot of people know me, but, not a lot know me well
Hold my issues up for all to see, like show and tell
A lot of people know me, but, they don’t know me well