Fit In - David Dallas

It’s all the same old story

The way they come and go

This revolving door ain’t for me

I ain’t tryna fit in no more

No more

Keep on actin like you up on some shit

I’m done tryna fit in

Don’t try tell me about what’s cool or not man

I’m done tryna fit in

Looking like the next man you a yes man

I’m done tryna fit in

Done tryna fit in

Done tryna fit in

Dial 1−1-1 I’mma kill it real quick

I’m done

Ain’t holding my tongue for, no one

Ain’t tryna be down

With this crowd, or that crowd

Sitting on Pitchfork tryna figure out

What’s good, what’s hot

Showing off to your friends like you’re top notch

Last year man you were into pop rock

Saying that Drake is a soft-cock

Now you at his show with a top-knot

I’ve not got time for the lip service

Calling that shit wack is a disservice

To the word wack

It’s worse

Stop writing cheques that you can’t cash, on a big purchase

It’s not really worth it

Know the way that I act might make people nervous

From a land more known for the sheep than the beats

But I still ain’t going where I’m herded

Ya heard it

It’s all the same old story

The way they come and go

This revolving door ain’t for me

I ain’t tryna fit in no more

No more

Keep on actin like you up on some shit

I’m done tryna fit in

Don’t try tell me about what’s cool or not man

I’m done tryna fit in

Looking like the next man you a yes man

I’m done tryna fit in

Done tryna fit in

Done tryna fit in

Dial 1−1-1 I’mma kill it real quick

Don’t care like I used to

These days feeling more neutral

Just being truthful

Seen dudes tryna flex but

They hop on a wave like it’s the next bus

And it really gets messed up

When they just buy things they’ve seen 'Ye copping

You don’t birth trends

You’re not popping

Brad and Angie, mostly adopting

I’ve put that phase in a coffin

Being on my own buzz ain’t no problem

Dave don’t login

Fuck your timeline

Got better things to do with my time

Get paid, write rhymes

Catch Federer games from the sidelines

Go fine dine with the wife, sipping on white wine

Play Xbox Live in the nighttime

Nobody gonna dim my shine

Nobody gonna kill my buzz

These dudes say peer pressure is a bitch

That’s why we are not peers cuz

Type of thing that’ll end up in tears cuz

Fuck a bandwagon around here cuz

Used to «wanna be down with the cool kids»

Had to do it big guess I outgrew shit

It’s all the same old story

The way they come and go

This revolving door ain’t for me

I ain’t tryna fit in no more

No more

Keep on actin like you up on some shit

I’m done tryna fit in

Don’t try tell me about what’s cool or not man

I’m done tryna fit in

Looking like the next man you a yes man

I’m done tryna fit in

Done tryna fit in

Done tryna fit in

Dial 1−1-1 I’mma kill it real quick