In this candid and relatable anthem, Avenue Beat captures the collective frustration and disillusionment experienced during a tumultuous year. The lyrics reflect personal setbacks, such as the loss of a pet and unappreciated creative efforts, compounded by the global challenges of a pandemic. Despite acknowledging that their problems might pale in comparison to others', the artists convey feelings of loneliness, anxiety, and financial strain. The chorus serves as a cathartic release, expressing a desire for respite and hope for the future. This song resonates with many who found themselves overwhelmed by unprecedented events. #RelatableStruggles #PandemicBlues
F2020
Lyrics
December 31st, I grabbed a beer
Threw it up, said, "2020 is my year, bitches"
(Three, two, one, Happy New Year)
And I honestly thought that that was true
Until I gave this motherfucker like a month or two
This is getting kind of ridiculous at this point
Yo, my cat died and a global pandemic took over my life
And I put out some music that nobody liked
So, I got really sad and bored at the same time
And that's why I'm like
Lowkey fuck 2020
Still sad, still ain't got no money
I ain't got a watch up on my wrist
I just got some shit I gotta fix, yeah
Lowkey fuck 2020
I don't know about everybody else
But I think that I am kinda done
Can we just get to 2021? Please
Lowkey fuck 2020
Oh, yeah
Hold up
Okay, that was a lot
The problems I got
Are honestly probably not that bad
When I compare 'em to some shit y'all had
But I'm just statin' the facts
This year is just whack
Emotionally, I am lonely and anxious and mad
And if you feel me on that
Lowkey fuck 2020
Still sad, still ain't got no money
I ain't got a watch up on my wrist
I just got some shit I gotta fix, yeah
Lowkey fuck 2020
I don't know about everybody else
But I think that I am kinda done
Can we just get to 2021? Please
Lowkey fuck 2020
Oh whoa
Oh, oh, oh whoa
Oh, oh, oh whoa
Put your hands in the motherfuckin' air
If you kinda hate it here and you wish that things would
Just like chill for like two minutes
Lowkey fuck 2020 (fuck 2020)
Still sad, still ain't got no money (still ain't got no money)
I ain't got a watch up on my wrist (yeah)
I just got some shit I gotta fix (shit I gotta fix, yeah)
Lowkey fuck 2020
I don't know about everybody else (everybody else)
But I think that I am kinda done
Can we just get to 2021? Please
Lowkey fuck 2020
Writer(s): Samantha Backoff, Sami Bearden, Savana Santos
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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