Michael Burry - CYRUS

Done a lot of things I can’t rewind

But, I don’t like to live my life that way

Ain’t no sense in stressing over hindsight

Plus, I can’t hardly see shit anyway

A little bit of target practice

I’ma shoot my shot like I’m Curry

Every single look is a good look

And lately I feel like Michael Burry

I’ma get my way this year, though

I’ve been in my bag like rest stops

I’ve been in my bag like ziploc

I might make a milli, for real

I put a couple thousand in the stock market

And I just tripled up since I said that

I just made a couple songs that I fuck with

Group-text 'em to my exes like, 'sup bitches

We all make bad decisions, and it’s alright

Y’all just made the worst one and that’s too bad

And, yeah, I saw your man, and that’s too bad

What’s it like always picking up the tab now

Just dropped a couple grand 'cause I felt like it

And the way I make it happen, I just might be psychic

Lots of people like to act like they know shit

But when you put 'em on the spot they a tide stick

And I got rich off an idea

My buzz got me never having light years

My eyes probably draw in Billie Eilish

But, she was wrong, 'cause the ocean is scary

I made you look so dumb, didn’t I

Got that supply like I’m fucking Amazon

I swear I’m right every single damn time

Better call me Michael Burry

Yeah, and you can read my playbook

But, I don’t ever stay put, call an audible like James would

I might leave my imprint, I might do some dumb shit

Turn around and have a smart decision make me dumb rich

If you need a second just to process what you’re hearing

Then I fucking understand because I told y’all this my year

And I ain’t mean to make this leap, Michael Jordan top the key

And I might just dunk on everybody that has doubted me

I’ll probably always be underrated, but I’m still your bitch’s favorite

And I don’t make up things I just make all your girl’s playlists

I remember working day-shifts, that turned into some night-shifts

Where I would write until I left like I was windshield wipers

I’m a blessing in this bitch, a correction to your ways

And I’ll get you to your destination, you can call me Waze

Might be a little short-tempered, but long for better days

And I would count the hours, but I’d rather count the plays

'Cause I got rich off an idea

My buzz got me never having light years

My eyes probably draw in Billie Eilish

But she was wrong, 'cause the ocean is scary

I made you look so dumb, didn’t I

Got that supply like I’m fucking Amazon

I swear I’m right every single damn time

Better call me Michael Burry

Yeah, better call me Michael Burry, alright

Yeah, better call me Michael Burry

Better call me Michael Burry, alright, yeah

Better call me Michael Burry