I ain't picked my phone up in years
I need six feet of space at all times
Only man see me is in the mirror
I don't even like to go outside
They call it social distance
I just call it mindin' my business
They call it social distance
I just call it mindin' my business
Can't be spreadin' myself too thin
I'm at the age where
Don't need no new friends
Found all the loopholes
Cut off the loose ends
Won't leave the crib 'til I got two M's
I do all my work at the house, ain't leavin'
And I need it all to myself, I'm greedy
My homie comin' too and he wild with the nina
Throwin' up so many gang signs, he bulimic
I keep that hand sanitizer
Just to wash when I shake with you liars
Keepin' my eye on desire
I can't steer from the path and
Get lost in the fire
That's why I keep my circle too tight
When it comes to friends
There's only two types
Those who help you be your best self
And those who ain't gon' ever do right
I ain't picked my phone up in years
I need six feet of space at all times
Only man see me is in the mirror
I don't even like to go outside
They call it social distance
I just call it mindin' my business
They call it social distance
I just call it mindin' my business