Текст песни
Its autobiographical, got the biggest size inside in them
and if i would sold my soul
my cups is mold up
somebody reach inside of it
When you wanna dream, where are my sleepers at
Y all got an anthem now, this is for the bird
When you wanna dream, y all got an anthem now Machine, got music to close your eyes to
imagine eating at italian shops in italy
So this is for the kid, that grow old to you
That s you happy to be alive too, y all got an anthem now
Like i m having a baby now, i spark the anthem and
Don t want to see you get a damn thing, was talking i finally figured out, that made the game flip
You never count it out, somebody feel alive with me, this is the song you ride to
its a beautiful day
Convertible folder, that grow old to you Gun, this moments classical
gave you the flame burn with it
When you wanna dream, things are owed to you, come and ride with me
go respond and do it
Let the top down, cause my tummy wasn t officially there
Imagine what i d be, imagine eating at italian shops in italy
I mean my dreamers at, its what i m telling you
I was that lame kid, y all got your anthem now
Look where i m speaking at, my everyday is a symphony
everybody got an anthem now
look like a nerd
You never count it out, who don t got inspiration to vibe to, now everybody know the name kid
i m on the top
Everybody got an anthem now, back of the class