I don't mean to be rude
Too many things I won't do
telling me to stay loose
Yeah I might seem aloof
hang out if I want to
I'm so done trying to be cool
so done reading old news
Call me the serious type
Call me whatever you like I'll be here when you come for me
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you were thinking of me
I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
Like the food I eat
That comes from the trees
save flowers for bees
Only take what I need
Just keeping the peace go ahead make fun of me
See what you see
Call me uptight
But I ain't sorry to know what I like
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter
So no point in singing the blues
When it ain't how it feels in my shoes
I'm OK being misunderstood
and you know that I hate being late
If you are no I'm not throwing shade
In the stars
made it this far
And I'm not gonna change cuz
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
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I don't mean to be rude
Too many things I won't do
telling me to stay loose
Yeah I might seem aloof
hang out if I want to
I'm so done trying to be cool
so done reading old news
Call me the serious type
Call me whatever you like I'll be here when you come for me
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you were thinking of me
I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
Like the food I eat
That comes from the trees
save flowers for bees
Only take what I need
Just keeping the peace go ahead make fun of me
See what you see
Call me uptight
But I ain't sorry to know what I like
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter
So no point in singing the blues
When it ain't how it feels in my shoes
I'm OK being misunderstood
and you know that I hate being late
If you are no I'm not throwing shade
In the stars
made it this far
And I'm not gonna change cuz
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
Too many things I won't do
telling me to stay loose
Yeah I might seem aloof
hang out if I want to
I'm so done trying to be cool
so done reading old news
Call me the serious type
Call me whatever you like I'll be here when you come for me
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you were thinking of me
I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
Like the food I eat
That comes from the trees
save flowers for bees
Only take what I need
Just keeping the peace go ahead make fun of me
See what you see
Call me uptight
But I ain't sorry to know what I like
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter
So no point in singing the blues
When it ain't how it feels in my shoes
I'm OK being misunderstood
and you know that I hate being late
If you are no I'm not throwing shade
In the stars
made it this far
And I'm not gonna change cuz
Ooh oooh I'm flying so high that I don't care what you're thinking of me
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
The fruit off the tree ain't sorry to be where it's sunny
Yeah I'm so fussy over things that matter to me
Writer: CONNOR SCHULTZE, JESSICA BEST, MALIA CUNNINGHAM
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave