Never Understand (feat. Post Malone)

Larry June

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    Good job, First!

    I got bands
    Broke boys comin' to me with their open hands
    And I ain't trippin'
    I'm just sayin' now everybody wanna be my friend
    I finally fell in love
    Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
    I'm just tryna be who I am
    It's just somethin' they will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand

    Same life, gettin' rich, whoa, I got a fuckin' problem
    Tryna flex up on young Posty, we gon' tell them what's up (we gon' tell 'em)
    We gon' tour motherfucker, came up, I ain't lonely
    Gotta problem, Santiago, 45 by the gut
    Post and 1st, we in the cut, we were smokin' on that woods
    And they think it smells good and they all want a puff (they want a puff)
    Said they see me at the show, they was in the front row
    They wanna fuck, I told them bitches come and jump on my bus
    We got molly and we got Xans
    And we got drank and we got plants
    And we got white and we got gas
    And it's just somethin' they will never understand

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    I got bands
    Broke boys comin' to me with their open hands
    And I ain't trippin'
    I'm just sayin' now everybody wanna be my friend
    I finally fell in love
    Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
    I'm just tryna be who I am
    It's just somethin' they will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand

    They will never understand
    They used to didn't love me now they callin' me the man
    Baby, where are you goin'? Love, you know I got a plan
    I can elevate your life, your life (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Keep them niggas far away, they prayin' on my downfall
    You don't fuck with me the long way so, baby, what you here for?
    It could be so simple, meet me out in Frisco
    Yeah, yeah, yeah-hey
    Calculate your steps and keep your circle small
    Understand that nothin' lasts forever
    Glamorization of this lifestyle will leave you desperate
    Yeah, yeah, yeah

    I got bands
    Broke boys comin' to me with their open hands
    And I ain't trippin'
    I'm just sayin' now everybody wanna be my friend
    I finally fell in love
    Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
    I'm just tryna be who I am
    It's just somethin' they will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand
    They will never understand

    Song details

    Composition: Post Malone, Larry June, and FKi

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