Paroles

Yeah Yeah, look, yeah 5 a.m., 5 p.m. somewhere in the world It's late but I ain't tryna slide a DM to a hundred girls I'm tryna chase this music, I thought y'all knew this Forgot y'all blew it Y'all dudes are clueless, check on the news print Flowing deep like the ocean On my way up like promotions, got the haters scopin' But I'm steady watching, I'm exposing bruh And if it's business we talking then I'm open bruh, look Young kid with a dream of being seen And being heard by the words That I scream and on the screen or through the air waves Tryna spread this message like it's fair trade Had a vision, now I'm on a mission for some air play And God-willing, I start winning And the minute I get it is the minute I start living The minute I start giving to niggas in soup kitchens And women with two children, no daddy or food with 'em And I'm blessed, I'm truly blessed If you can guess, I had to get this off my chest And this the best way to handle all the stress 'Cause I'm the next to have my name up in the press (oh, yeah) A holy mess, yeah We gon' live it up, let me bring it back down They think it's a game right now But it ain't the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down When I was 12 I said I'd do it even if they didn't pay me My dad looked at me like I was crazy I got older, them rocks became boulders The walk to the bus stop in the cold became colder My bars became loaded, I got my profit motive My pencil became a bomb and my songs started exploding Ah, full of emotion and I wanna let it out So I turned them into syllables and pushed the letters out Then I pushed them records out for the rest to check 'em out If the net is typing crazy, spell check them peasants out She call me "lazy boy", I'm tryna get it on the couch Throwing bands just for fun but she can max the debit out I be going off, I be storming off the dome and it'd be rolling off I guess I'm all in They thinking hard, tryna find out how I'm ballin' Finna change my middle name to Spaulding Man I got it if you need it I be deep in on the deep end On my P's and they be peeping When I speak it, you believe it I be geeking, never seated Always take it, never leave it And I'm hard just like the cement How I do it is a secret, look Made moves my whole life, I came too far to quit They say I'm not legit, I tell 'em I'm the opposite And one day when my image is all faded My music and the meaning gon' stay remaining And I'm blessed, I'm truly blessed If you can guess I had to get this off my chest And this the best way to handle all the stress 'Cause I'm the next to have my name up in the press, yeah A holy mess, yeah We gon' live it up, let me bring it back down They think it's a game right now But it ain't the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
Writer(s): Robert Hall, Charles Walter Dumazer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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