I’m Not Sad lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus (Condensed)]
I'm not sad, you must be sad
Why? Who told you I was

[Verse 1]
I’m depressed
I mean really I'm as sad as you can get (Yeah)
But I will try to do my best and I will flex
Check my fit, it's called ’A Lack of Self-Respect'
Now listen to me rap so you can tell me you're impressed (Do it)
I don't care
Well, actually I do, I'm very sensitive to criticism
But you don't need to be concerned
I don't need a wake-up call, because my phone is always off, do not disturb
Ayy, sometimes I feel like I just don't know what to say
Yeah, sometimes I feel like I just need to walk away
Then sometimes I feel like I’m the greatest in the world (Yeah)
Maybe some column B and maybe some from column A
Look, I lost some weight but then I found it all again (There it is)
Ooh, I got that sauce, that bolognese and hollandaise
Sneaking back to the fridge at night, I feel like Solid Snake
Eating over the sink, ’cause I don't wanna wash a plate
Nah, I’m doing well (Yeah)
And I am still alive as far as you can tell
And I been eating healthy now, I made a change (I promise)
And I put that on everything like mayonnaise (I do)
I used to wake and bake and hit the Gatorade
But now I wake and bake and make a tray of lovely angel cakes (Delicious)
I go to bed early, but I lay awake
Anxiety be hittin' like some 808s
I should'a gone to uni, why are my teeth so crooked?
I can't finish an album, I wonder what I’m good at?
I wish I had a jet ski, where the f*ck would I put it?
My cat does not respect me, really why the f*ck would it?
If life had come with the booklet, I wouldn't have understood it
I think my brain was baked for too long, and I overcooked it (Ah, damn)
I think I hit the nail on the thumb; I am dumb
And my cat was right about me all along (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm not sad, you must be sad
Why? Who told you I was (Tell me)
Well, tell them I'm doing fine
Now please leave before I cry

[Verse 2]
(I'm not actually crying) Just a second
(Hold up) Let me take some time, that sh*t's depressing
(Hold up) I thank you all for being so receptive
(I do) Yeah, usually, I try to just deflect it
(I'm fine, how are you?) Ooh, it's getting heavy round here, huh?
Ayy, let's get some bevies round here, huh? ([?])
(Ayy) Ayy, let's do some hard drugs round here, huh?
(Ayy) Yeah, let's give each other hugs round here, huh?
f*ck it, let's recommend each other therapists (Who you got?)
Woo, come on, that sh*t would be hilarious
Let's break some barriers, now could I keep my jet ski in your storage shed?
Asking for a friend, let's play some Portishead (Woo)
Yeah, it's all about the bags, bags, bags, that sh*t's new to me
Everybody got Gucci this and Prada that, or Louis V
Spending thousands of dollars on a bag is pure lunacy
But I will spend a-hundred dollars on the bag from Uber Eats (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
No wonder I've been sad, sad, sad, what did I do this week?
I sat around my house all day and beat my di*k like UFC
I been writing this album for so long that it's a eulogy
I feel like I should prolly go and change my name to 'Who Was He?'
Oh, him
He was the, uh
Please leave a message at the beep 'cause you ain't gettin' through to me
He was "The Breakfast Song" man
With the... with the strong quads
Hmm