Likes (Explicit) - Yuna (尤娜)/Kyle

Lyrics by：Yunalis Mat Zara’ai/R. Braun/Carl McCormick/Kyle Harvey

Composed by：Yunalis Mat Zara’ai/R. Braun/Carl McCormick/Kyle Harvey

I think I gotta be honest to myself

I could never be anybody else

I could never please everybody else

But I care too much for everybody

Like toxic candy bar I will consume it

I made it pretty far but that's not enough yet

I gave my best from the east to the west

Still getting tested people don't get it

Oh she doesn't smoke

She doesn't show her skin

I heard she doesn't drink

Who does she think she is

What is that on her head

Does not make sense to me

Oh who is she

Oh she Muslim why

She singin' on stage

She's showin' her neck in public

I don't like it

Does not make sense to me

Let me leave another comment out of spite

Let's hope I get more likes

Let me leave another comment out of spite

Let's hope I get more likes

Here's the story of me being true to me

I got the music and faith inside of me

One says Just get on with the times

One says Your livin' in a lie

Why can't they leave me alone

I'm doing good on my own

They always up in my zone

They speak of thinkin' they know

Everything they know about me

Getting on the phone to write this

Oh she doesn't smoke

She doesn't show her skin

I heard she doesn't drink

Who does she think she is

What is that on her head

Does not make sense to me

Oh who is she

Oh she Muslim why

She singin' on stage

She's showin' her neck in public

I don't like it

Does not make sense to me

Let me leave another comment out of spite

Let's hope I get more likes

Let me leave another comment out of spite Yeah

Let's hope I get more likes Okay

Okay you know it don't make sense to me

When people ain't the people they pretend to be

It weirds me out but hear me out

Instagram really have a tendency

To give people superficial dependencies

Okay but s**t

I be postin' pics until it make me sick

Tryna get a fix from a click that's just how it is

If you gotta post a booty pic to keep the lights on

Then right on but I ain't for writin' 'bout it in my songs

So no I barely smoke

Ain't got the strap

Ain't catchin' no bodies

I'm just a nobody nobody knows

And I ain't livin' by nobody's rules

Nah nah

And I ain't stayin' in Studio City

Actin' like I'm next door to Diddy pity

Everybody postin' 'bout s**t they don't really got

And all your likes and comments

Comin' from a bot haha

Oh she doesn't smoke

She doesn't show her skin

I heard she doesn't drink

Who does she think she is

What is that on her head

What is that

Does not make sense to me

Oh who is she

Oh she Muslim why

She singin' on stage

She's showin' her neck in public

I don't like it

Does not make sense to me

You don't know you don't know

You don't know

What it's like

What it's like to be me

You don't know you don't know

You don't know

What it's like