When I was 21 I thought I was the shit like

Mostly cuz I was molly Hollywood clubs right

Drunk from the weekend on Wednesday I'm rolling

Mistook the Lyft Benz for my chauffeur

I'm royalty

Didn't know the difference, but ignorance is bliss

Tell hoes what I'm shooting for that's how they wanna live

Lots of nice girls doing very bad things for it

Tell her I'm the shit, roll them eyes you must be kidding

I wasn't, I love it, I'm faded, I'm stumbling, impatient, buzzing, amazing

I'm stunting on you

You think you cool when you drunk and she fucking with you

You hit her up so cold ask whose number is you

You got a life back home but this life better

Stay on that low low, I'll be high forever

A long damn trip this fantasy vacation

Turn the constellations in the sky into destinations

I've seen a lot

Been down the block

Don't let them tell you you can't be somebody

Don't ever stop

Spread your wings and fly

Cuz if you keep soaring you gonna be somebody

My mamma cried, told me to write

I know it's been awhile but I need that money

Writing with the TV on I'm feeling lonely

So strange but I wouldn't rather be nobody

Everywhere I go I see the people start to show

They start to move it to the rhythm then it flow

Every time I flex I see it rise then overflow

It's like the music is about losing control

We go, we flow

When the track lay the beat grab a hold

Vibe with it, lean with it

Let the music go and ease your soul

We know, we flow, overflow, overflow

We go, we show, how we gonna go and lose control

I've seen a lot

Been down the block

Don't let them tell you you can't be somebody

Don't ever stop

Spread your wings and fly

Cuz if you keep soaring you gonna be somebody

My mamma cried, told me to write

I know it's been awhile but I need that money

Writing with the TV on I'm feeling lonely

So strange but I wouldn't rather be nobody

You made me feel like the worlds gone mad

So cold, globe frozen, I can't leave the pad

Every time I turn around I'm turning up to us new kids

Blast rap music baby boomers, it’s lucid

In the sky, with diamonds

Yeah my mind gold but in the clouds I come to terms with silver linings

Selling souls for glory in hell what else y'all sell

I knew this would happen when greed breed wealth

I used to drink a lot and do some trippy shit

I still do, but I used to too

Tonight can we just dance for a minute

Off with the lights shits tight talking rhythm

Reggae, punk, rap, rock, pop, funk

Motown dreams with a doowop flop

Earth Angel, earth angel stop

To every fucking genre my heart will flock

It's kind of funny how the paper is a virtue

Then they serve you with them papers on a silver plate to hurt you

Shot for shot, how about a toast to have a toast

Man of all the things I lost I think I miss my mind the most

I've seen a lot

Been down the block

Don't let them tell you you can't be somebody

Don't ever stop

Spread your wings and fly

Cuz if you keep soaring you gone be somebody

My mamma cried, told me to write

I know it's been awhile but I need that money

Writing with the TV on I'm feeling lonely

So strange but I wouldn't rather be nobody