Hitting Different

I thought that when I hit twenty-one, I'd be rich
Or at least know my shit like all the grownups did
Now I know that they don't
They don't, they don't
I thought I'd have a plan, I thought it'd all make sense
I really had this fantasy, now that's past tense
And I know no one knows
No one knows

Is this all part of getting older, does it always suck?
Is this all part of getting older, or is everything just fucked?

'Cause everything is hitting different, different
When did we grow up? I must've missed it, missed it
Even my homies feeling distant, distant
Wherе do we go now?
Where do wе go now?
'Cause everything is hitting different, different
Crossed out my entire wish list, wish list
Everything just came out twisted, twisted
Where do we go now?
Where do we go now?

I thought instead of rent I'd have a big old house
A fucking picket fence but now I don't see how we'll find a way there
I thought I'd have a job, I mean a 9 to 5
Instead, I'm in my car, getting two bucks to drive a dog to daycare
Doggy daycare

Is this all part of getting older, does it always suck?
Is this all part of getting older, or is everything just fucked?

'Cause everything is hitting different, different
When did we grow up? I must've missed it, missed it
Even my homies feeling distant, distant
Where do we go now?
Where do we go now?
'Cause everything is hitting different, different
Crossed out my entire wish list, wish list
Everything just came out twisted, twisted
Where do we go now?
Where do we go now?