Billboards

By Cyrus

On Be Happy

Released on May 24, 2019

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[Verse 1]

It was a matter of time and now the dial's turning

Playing Finally Famous like it was made for me

Young kid from a city, I had nothing but myself

So I built a space shuttle and forgot the seatbelts

But the man on the moon, he kept a smile on my face

'92 Bonneville with no gas in the tank

Was a motivated kid, owe a lot to Mac Miller

And it sucks really bad that I can't tell him

And I still find it crazy that this music shit my job

Used to work for Jimmy Johns, waited tables for a while

Dropped a record with my brother, made some shirts that said 'All Smiles'

Never thought it'd be my life to talk about my life

I guess that's how it goes, but the truth is I don't know

And I still get super nervous before I do any shows

Even when you know the words, this shit still isn't easy

I battle with my demons, just use mic stands to defeat 'em

And I rapped when I had nothing, so I'll rap 'til I have nothing

You won't see me at functions, need a metronome to function

Make the music for the people that ain't give me time of day

When I was selling tickets, guess the sun was in their face

But look, everything is love, 'cause I don't hold no grudges

At least you came around, this cul-de-sac is bumping

And please don't be ashamed, a billboard with my name

And I'll put it on the route my mama drives every day


[Interlude]

It's that part where you put in, like, a dope sample

And, like, a voicemail

Make it dramatic

Make it emotional

I mean I've done it, but, you know, it's whatever

Yeah, uh


[Verse 2]

And I've been through enough, but still got ways to go

Afraid of all the highs, but find comfort in my lows

'Cause when you reach top the mountain, the bottom's all you know

But I'll still make the climb 'cause the view is worth the fall

Used to wait for all the calls, the ones that never came

So I turned off my phone and let my hand take all the rings

But see, nothing's for the image, I don't care what you think

I just like my karats full of gold like my streets

I think Heaven's where you make it, and I live out my dreams

So if I die today, then nothing's really gonna change

Those obligations I'ma meet, and that shit's not in question

My voice is way too big and every year is an election

And I hate all the attention, but it's necessary, ain't it?

It used to be the reason I was always getting faded

But it's cool man, I'll be straight, a billboard with my name

And I'll put it on the route I used to work every day


[Outro]

I was actually hoping to have it up by the time this song came out

But since I'm a rapper

These billboard companies is trying to play me

Like, I know how much you charged the person before me

I know how much you charged before that person

And now you're trying to charge me like double 'cause I'm a rapper?

Get your shit together, bro