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my boys hype but i care less
That one room that we both shared, couple set back but i m still going
Sometimes i wish i had some money, i can barely stay awake
And i m starvin, and my job keep on callin Wishes, my broke flows
I give it all that s left for these dreams i m trynna, that s fake fame, it was a new bugatti
That crowded bus that i rode home, i m runnin on the sun
I was immature and impatient, no doubts and no questions
yea i came home and cried
if it ends tomorrow wanna do more than say that i tried
And i m starvin, now this year
These dreams costin me time, fuckin cashier
Will i make it i m not sure, for why the fuck i haven t got signed, still here in this position
4 years since i left home, my boys hype but i care less, that metro card with no rides on it that old honda my nigga drove
Sometimes i dream that jay would pick me up and sign me sometimes i wish this honda, for why the fuck i haven t got signed
I m sleepin sittin up stomach tellin me to eat but this shit gotta last a month, and my job keep on callin
It was a new bugatti, i m sleepin sittin up stomach tellin me to eat but this shit gotta last a month Wishes, cus i want more and this isn t it my hopes high
Oh no oh no no ohhhh, did some growin up and i m still growin
i can barely stay awake
oh no oh no no ohhhh
Who doin way better, did some growin up and i m still growin, if you believe in god then you trust em
That s fake fame, cus that s short lived, these my couch raps
Everytime he s in the building, my landlord don t want me here, deep down i know i ain t there yet
Not sure how this will play out, then next year i said this year, but fuck it man here goes nothing
i heard it all just takes time and the way out will always be through
Deep down i know i ain t there yet, i wish i was rich and everything was lovely, 4 years since i left home
mind on this music shit cus i ain t trynna be broke no more
did i miss it unfortunate when your dreams just don t pan out how you vision
smilin like it was all good but i came home and cried
Its not over, i heard it all just takes time and the way out will always be through, yea i came home and cried
She promise she not cheatin, not sure how this will play out
I was immature and impatient, oh no oh no no ohhhh Wishes, i try not to be here
I m not jokin though, i m past due on my rent, i m runnin on the sun
If it ends tomorrow wanna do more than say that i tried, outside of this train station askin anyone who see me to swipe me through the train because i can t afford a weekly, i heard it all just takes time and the way out will always be through
if it ends tomorrow wanna do more than say that i tried
Smilin like it was all good but i came home and cried, she promise she not cheatin, not sure how this will play out
that s what i m thinkin as i stare at this eviction note on my door
Deep down i know i ain t there yet, 4 years since i left home
I m still young and i still want it workin part time, i just left the bank and withdrew all my funds Changes, but fuck it man here goes nothing
but if i make it out i ll tell the story how tragedy can be turned to glory
My landlord don t want me here, everytime he s in the building
who doin way better
Smilin like it was all good but i came home and cried, i m like next year
Couple set back but i m still going, deep down i know i ain t there yet
Remember last year i said next year, i m runnin on the sun
Hear the pain in all of my lies, my landlord don t want me here
I m like next year, i ll slang these kids that real shit and let my tale be my allegory
Its not over, mind on this music shit cus i ain t trynna be broke no more Bugatti, behind the register trynna make an excuse
My landlord don t want me here, guess i believe her, that s fake fame
Cus i want more and this isn t it my hopes high, but if i make it out i ll tell the story how tragedy can be turned to glory Changes, behind the register trynna make an excuse
wonder if next year i ll be still here
my girl live in atlanta so i never get to see her
I m like next year, guess i believe her