D-Why - Ballad of an Asshole lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Asshole, yeah that’s what they calling me

And they can watch the time fly

While they wait on an apology

D.F.Y., D.F.Y., that’s the story of my life

They always told me don’t speak

If you ain’t saying nothing nice

Attitude over everything, everything over my exes

Everyone stays for dinner

Only the chosen stay for breakfast

Sorry, I’m not sorry

Came in tardy to the party, dressing, acting like I’m Ari

They ask me why I’m conceited

And why I’m over-achieving

People done fucked me over

So really I’m just getting even

There’s a price on my head, I’m going for dead

‘Cause nobody cares about me

I’ve been way too self-involved, I guess it’s my fault

Maybe we’ll just have to wait and see

And you know...I dont stress ‘em, I God bless ‘em

Learned that lesson, now I’m better

I’m walking into confession

One shot for my people

Who never made it up out the ghetto

To get through this shit

I’m gon’ need another shot of espresso

[Hook]

Fuck ‘em all is what I’m yellin’ ‘til I die

Did it all on my own, I’m doin’ what I fantasized

Might have hurt a couple feelings, but I never told no lies

And the nerve of these folks, they want me to apologize?

I’m sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, I’m not

Sorry, sorry, sorry, I’m not

Sorry for stuntin’, sorry for nothin’

Sorry for what? Sorry, I’m not sorry

[Verse 2]

Asshole, why the fuck you callin’ me?

Said it ‘cause I had to, that wasn’t a real apology

Scorpio my astrology, tardiness is my policy

“Lived a man, died a legend” someday will be my biography

Living and loving and learning, watching the world as it’s turning

They say that this is just murder, please let me call my attorney

Dudes, what about ‘em? See boyfriends are like assholes

Every girl’s got one, it’s just that we don’t want to hear about ‘em

I’m in London and Paris, stunt and embarass, shopping at Harrod’s

Seeing an heiress, she lies to parents, she’s running my errands

And wondering why I dont want to get married

‘Cause I don’t give a fuck, don’t give a fuck

(Won’t you tell ‘em like)

I dont give a fuck, don’t give a fuck

In love and war there are no rules and no regulations

No judges, no congregations

No hugs and no conversations

No love and no consummation

Stop letting my confidence expose all your insecurities

And you wonder why nothing worries me

(Thought I told ‘em, you know)

[Hook]

[Outro]

I told him, “real men never ask for help”

He turned to me and said, “son, don’t flatter yourself”

I told him, “real men never ask for help”

He turned to me and said, “son, don’t flatter yourself”