I'm not an artist, I'm a cashier I said the same exact thing last year But oh, oh, oh What do you know? I'm stepping outside to take the mail out If there's no bright side, then I'mma bail out, woah What do you know? So why You worry all the time? Oooh Worry 'bout first world problem I don't know how to solve them Something about this life Feels right Worry 'bout my first world problems I don't know how I got them Something about this life Feels right Oooh Worry 'bout first world problem I don't know how to solve them Something about this life Feels right Worry 'bout my first world problems I don't know how about them Something about this life Feels right