Justin Bradley - Getting Cocky Lyrics

Look, settled in after moving
Not depressed, I am cooling
Finally at my fullest I guess I'm back on my bullshit
I am back on my bullshit
Look, so welcome back to my bullshit

If you listening, thank you
Congrats on not being clueless
I'm throwing shade like I drew it
I bet myself and not losing
Be making Vegas feel useless all from predictions I ruined
Nobody gets what I'm doing, but I don't get what's confusing
I picked a beat and I looped it, proceed to make tension loosen
An raise the mood like I'm roofing, cause everyday I just do this
My alarm clock is music, I wake up to my to-do list
Once a week I don't use it, full volume I just sleep through it
Sounding off I don't snooze it, my body simply refuses
My body's not even moving, last time I slept was on Tuesday
You really don't get it, do you, my work ethic is stupid
My work ethic would kill you, I work all day then do music
Learn Ableton up on YouTube, talking hard work, I'm fluent
What that teacher in Whiplash was seeking from all his students
Practice verses and vocab, now half my storage my notes app
Really back on my bullshit, I promise you I'm not fluking
I'm saying

Settled in after moving
Not depressed, I am cooling
Finally at my fullest
I guess I'm back on my bullshit
I am back on my bullshit
So welcome back to my bullshit
Settled in after moving
Not depressed, I am cooling
Finally at my fullest
I guess I'm back on my bullshit
I am back on my bullshit
So welcome back to my bullshit

I want that cover of Adweek
I actually need it badly, my clients never have bad weeks
They're doing greater than Gatsby
Be making every brand happy, all thanks to Coffee and addy
Every goal we be smashing, cause everyday I am Slacking
Asana tasks, they be stacking, some overdue, but I have it
Don't complain about staffing, I execute til' it happens
My 9 to 5 I'm not average, I have no work or life balance
Staying up like I'm Fallon, I know it's f*cked, I'm not bragging
Method acting on daily, my method's been problem solving
Since you never stopped talking, we slowly just stopped responding
Looking like you won't blossom, your flowers filled up with pollen
Competition is buzzing, you haven't tweeted since August
Song is sounding like karma, you played it cheap and it's costing
Fans ain't eating, they starving, cause you blue-ball them like Sonic
Push releases, I drop them, you're almost fully forgotten
Now it's my shit they rocking, a genre I don't belong in
I'm saying

Settled in after moving
Not depressed, I am cooling
Finally at my fullest
I guess I'm back on my bullshit
I am back on my bullshit
So welcome back to my bullshit
Settled in after moving
Not depressed, I am cooling
Finally at my fullest
I guess I'm back on my bullshit
I am back on my bullshit
So welcome back to my bullshit