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[Verse 1]
PJ, you're not mainstream enough, uh
Would you consider us changing some stuff? Oh
Like everything about who you are
No offense, we're just trying to make you a star
[Verse 2]
But I must admit
Claustrophobic, I have a hard time trying
To fit in to your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger
Than anything I can see right in front of me
[Verse 3]
They say, PJ, you're not quite street enough
(Street enough)
Thug life, my ****
Act a little more tough, oh
And can you switch up your style up a little more? Oh yeah
You can be yourself later, for now we need the radio
[Verse 4]
But I must admit
Claustrophobic, I have a hard time trying
To fit in to your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger
Than anything I can see right in front of me
[Verse 5]
Can't see the forest for the trees
The movement for the breeze
On my own feet
Can't see the dream I want for me
Think it's better if we be ourselves
[Verse 6]
They clutching to my talents more than Catholics do a rosary
Steady asked, "Where the accent traveled? You from New Orleans?"
Gold soul, why I dabble with negative energy?
When all I really fiend is a posi-sensibility
Not the hardest rapper, but I'm 'bout it much as Master P
Don't play with me
504 my home, don't you know that
Strolling through the streets
You should probably take a Kodak
Photosynthesize, sprouting right in front your eyes
Made a trip to Cali, came back a different guy
Living through the same eyes, riding Uber, still got drive
Been the truest, never lie, but I need a little space
'Cause I'm better doing me, just recite if you relate, yeah, yeah
[Verse 7]
Claustrophobic, I have a hard time trying
To fit in to your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger
Than anything I can see right in front of me
[Verse 8]
Oh, oh
Yeah
Written by: Paul Morton, Jr., Pell
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