Oliver Walker - Comfort Zone Lyrics

How long until I understand you
I know I cannot give up, but I kind of want to
Everybody laughing at me, I can picture it
Like "who is this? He can't rap! Take that trash, man, take it back"
Well fuck you, I got things I gotta say
I've been working on this joint, I gotta put it out someday
You can ask me questions, no guarantee you'll like me
You ask me for my opinion why the fuck you angry?
"Oli, come on, let's tone it down a bit"
How about you take your words and go eat some shit
I don't need none of it
You on some stupid shit, acting like a bitch
Uh
Call me Mr. Winter, and this is first grade
My mom packed me a lunch for my first day
My mom's my biggest fan, from my early days
This my school till graduation, man this shit lame
Well excuse me, man, pardon me
You want me to be exactly who you want me to be?
Go fuck yourself, use the F you wrote on my sheet
"Come on now, not everyone is that mean
I bet there's people that you'd actually really like to meet"
And then they take you around the school to go to IT
Diamonds on me, at least I wish I had
I ain't got enough money, but it's my bad
I make a bit of money then I go and spend it all
On some useless shit, like a bouncy ball
Or a new hoodie, or some new shoes
Big jump from a ball, that's what money do
Money got you riding round in a Bentley
All these bitches, getting plenty
And she always wearing FENTY
Buy his bitch a Louis bag
I can tell you're sad
Money got you locked up
You ain't call your dad
Uh
How long till you understand me?
Said you'd never give up then you went and left me
I can hear them laughing bout me back at your place
Asking why you with me in the first place
I had some bad days, I mean some rough days
But I still saw the light, I saw a new way
Imma try hard, Yeah I swear mom
You gone be proud, Look what I done
There's a whole world, When you not on insta
You start to love yourself When you not on Snapchat
I really used to care about my online persona
Tryna get more follows because I was a loner
(Nobody to prove to tryna prove my worth)
Bragging bout your car and she bragging bout her purse
"How many you got?" I get it's a lot
Too many to count, too many to stop
Your ego from growing
Taking over till you're dead
Realize no one cares
It does not matter if you're here
Used to try and bring me down
But I ain't shed a tear
Demon on my shoulder
But I never show him fear
Used to be the one always looking out for somebody, if somebody shows me love I swear that bullet catch my body
Used to pick on people but my momma told a story
I would tell you, but it's long, and I'd tell it poorly
I admit I'm saying wild shit cause I ain't think straight
My mind be full of thoughts but they trapped inside a cage
And if I was that honest I know shit won't be the same
Most of us are used to shit, don't wanna see no change
It's changing for the better whether you like it or not
I'm gone work at GAP now that Ye has the plot
Make some bills off this rapping, turn it to my job
Bring my brand to reality and sell some fucking cloth
Say goodbye to lame-ass 9-5 job
Say goodbye to a prom with a limousine
Say goodbye to me staying here past 18
I'm going LA, I'm just tryna follow dreams
So if you hate me, do it quietly
Or kiss my ass, cause it seems you want a taste of me
I might sound hella cocky, but I'm just having fun
Do the same, don't hate, let's be good as one

How long until I understand you
I know I cannot give up, but I kind of want to
Everybody laughing at me, I can picture it
Like "who is this? He can't rap! Take that trash, man, take it back"
Well fuck you, I got things I gotta say
I've been working on this joint, I gotta put it out someday
You can ask me questions, no guarantee you'll like me
You ask me for my opinion why the fuck you angry?
"Oli, come on, let's tone it down a bit"
How about you take your words and go eat some shit
I don't need none of it
You on some stupid shit, acting like a bitch
Uh
Call me Mr. Winter, and this is first grade
My mom packed me a lunch for my first day
My mom's my biggest fan, from my early days
This my school till graduation, man this shit lame
Well excuse me, man, pardon me
You want me to be exactly who you want me to be?
Go fuck yourself, use the F you wrote on my sheet
"Come on now, not everyone is that mean
I bet there's people that you'd actually really like to meet"
And then they take you around the school to go to IT
Diamonds on me, at least I wish I had
I ain't got enough money, but it's my bad
I make a bit of money then I go and spend it all
On some useless shit, like a bouncy ball
Or a new hoodie, or some new shoes
Big jump from a ball, that's what money do
Money got you riding round in a Bentley
All these bitches, getting plenty
And she always wearing FENTY
Buy his bitch a Louis bag
I can tell you're sad
Money got you locked up
You ain't call your dad
Uh
How long till you understand me?
Said you'd never give up then you went and left me
I can hear them laughing bout me back at your place
Asking why you with me in the first place
I had some bad days, I mean some rough days
But I still saw the light, I saw a new way
Imma try hard, Yeah I swear mom
You gone be proud, Look what I done
There's a whole world, When you not on insta
You start to love yourself When you not on Snapchat
I really used to care about my online persona
Tryna get more follows because I was a loner
(Nobody to prove to tryna prove my worth)
Bragging bout your car and she bragging bout her purse
"How many you got?" I get it's a lot
Too many to count, too many to stop
Your ego from growing
Taking over till you're dead
Realize no one cares
It does not matter if you're here
Used to try and bring me down
But I ain't shed a tear
Demon on my shoulder
But I never show him fear
Used to be the one always looking out for somebody, if somebody shows me love I swear that bullet catch my body
Used to pick on people but my momma told a story
I would tell you, but it's long, and I'd tell it poorly
I admit I'm saying wild shit cause I ain't think straight
My mind be full of thoughts but they trapped inside a cage
And if I was that honest I know shit won't be the same
Most of us are used to shit, don't wanna see no change
It's changing for the better whether you like it or not
I'm gone work at GAP now that Ye has the plot
Make some bills off this rapping, turn it to my job
Bring my brand to reality and sell some fucking cloth
Say goodbye to lame-ass 9-5 job
Say goodbye to a prom with a limousine
Say goodbye to me staying here past 18
I'm going LA, I'm just tryna follow dreams
So if you hate me, do it quietly
Or kiss my ass, cause it seems you want a taste of me
I might sound hella cocky, but I'm just having fun
Do the same, don't hate, let's be good as one