Zindagi Question Paper

I ain't never seen no one like me
One of a kind, I've never been a type beat
Nahi mili mujhe koi blueprint
Bana khudka student
Textbook bani diary

And I don't even like me
Khudki sunta toh me hota nahi alive bhi
Toh kaise bhala dedu tujhe fuck
When I don't even listen to what I think about me?

Woh kehti "Baby, open up"
Par meri baat aati use samaj nahi
She thinks I'm a good listener
Par mujhe toh bas zyada bolna pasand nahi
And I don't think I do enough
Toh neend aane waali mujhe kabar me hi
Par kalki soch ke abhi nahi hona fucked
Toh main rehta mast all day

Lappe pe lappe maaru
Zindagi question paper
Schrödinger ka billa main
Chalna hai harr raste par
Trying to figure it out
One mistake at a time

They say that I'm the future but I need that shit now
Sabar mere budget mein nahi, abhi sab dilaao
Mujhe mat rukhao
She likes it when a man moans, toh me uska naam chillau

I write about sex 'cause I miss that shit
Been in a long distance, so I miss my bitch
Jab hum milne waale I think I'mma cum too quick
Raste nahi hai rehte yaad, so I won't find that clit

Nahi aati mujhe sharam
Aaye bhi kis baat ka?
Jitni raatein kaati, utni hui kabhi baat nah
Pehli nazar mein nah hua haadsa
Lage jab hum ek dooje ke haath, tabhi baja harr ek gaana

Woh lamhein, woh baatein
Woh hafte, woh saal the
Woh fanke, darwaze
Woh takiye dabaate
Woh gaddhe jo saaf the
Jaha pohoche hum harr baat pe
Ab bas dikhte faasle, all day

Lappe pe lappe maaru
Zindagi question paper
Schrödinger ka billa me
Chalna hai har raste par
Trying to figure it out
One mistake at a time
One mistake at a time
One mistake at a time