Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Stickell
Songwriter
Lyrics
Not even in your wildest dreams
Could you ever get the best of me
There's nothing you could say to me
I'm sorry to your self-esteem
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry
Cultivate your inner peace
Realize you can't appease
All the critics that you meet
Maybe it's all bittersweet
When you try your best, but you can't meet all the feats
When the tough gets a-goin' and
The house down they're blowin'
Who's left in ya corna?
Like a flower, you're growing
Take all the pressure
Make something better
I know you that can
Turn the pain into pleasure
Sippin on success, call that accol-aid
I pull up in a Wraith, can't catch this fade
Only at the atm for the Benjamins
When I'm out and about better hide your mens
Not even in your wildest dreams
Could you ever get the best of me
There's nothing you could say to me
I'm sorry to your self-esteem
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry
Anonymity in all my enemies
They be acting spineless like anemones
Cause they posing as my Frenemies
Tell'em kiss my ass cause I'm focused on what's in fronta me
Different kinda green cause they envy me
Follow my trajectory, open sesame
Conquer, Dominate, my hegemony
Only competing with myself, my Arch-nemesis
Better get on my level, pull yourself together
Looking all disheveled, have a seat take several
I'm pulling on the lever, Kronk, peddle to the metal, gold medal
I'm a lil devil and a rebel, flowing like blood in a vessel
Rejoice and I revel because I don't settle, yuh
Jealousy's a disease, hope you get better
Not even in your wildest dreams
Could you ever get the best of me
There's nothing you could say to me
I'm sorry to your self-esteem
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry
Not even in your wildest dreams
I'm sorry to your self-esteem
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Sorry
Written by: Joshua Stickell