Track #10 on Marc’s sophomore album, The Scrumple King.
Marc’s finally living the life he had hope for, but it’s not as glamorous as he thought it would be. He’s tired, he’s an addict, he’s ruining relationships and he’s losing his composure.
[Verse 1]
The first time, yeah she forgave me
Second time tho she said it's over
But shit, I wasn't even sober
She was backstage and I didn't even know her
Promise I'll change and I swear we be closer
Boarding the plane, we’ll chat on the layover
So hey, just keep your composure
It's almost May, I'll be home in October
She said it's over
So I'm guessing that that's it
Besides, no fucking time for that shit
Guess she just
Don't get my muhfucking lifestyle
So really ain't nothing to cry 'bout
Don't love them, we fuck them, we wild out
Another sucking me right now
As soon as she done we gon' pile out
Of the Range Rover, skipping the line
No hangover, sniffing the lines
Get the next show, the nick of time
Say its the best show, every time
Text from my dad, worried bout you my man hit me back when you can, I say dad I be fine
That shit a lie, don't even know what damn day it is
But ain't doing nothing that dangerous
I'm getting my money, get paid for this
Think how long I had to wait for this
[Hook]
See I been out here getting dough
Your yearly income, my one show
My black card chop up all that blow
It’s all I wished for, all I hoped
[Verse 2]
Try get a buzz, sip 5th or more
Bitch on the bus, suck dick and go
Never gon' cuff, hit it and blow
Chase said hurry up, we’ll miss the show
I need a bump, where is the blow
He said I got bud, just hit the bowl
Said you looking rough, lets skip the show
Said I don't give a fuck I'm invincible
Yo, becoming numb to the feelin'
Bump after bump 'til I'm up to the ceilin'
Speaker gon' bump and they pump up the buildin'
Tell em to jump and they jump 'til they squeelin'
Tell em to slump and they slump 'til they kneelin'
Even when drunk or I stunk make a killin'
Remember when it was appealin'
Chase said maybe we call off the rest of the tour and I check into rehab
Don't want your God damn opinion don't need your damn feedback
I be the one paying you, fucker, why can't you just see that
I blew up and everyone round me turned into a d bag
Fuck em, look at what I've got to live for
Around the world on a big tour
Look at my mug on the billboard
Living a life they would kill for
All that I do monumental
Got everything I've ever wished for
Loading the pistol point at my temple
[Hook]
See I been out here getting dough
Your yearly income, my one show
My black card chop up all that blow
It’s all I wished for, all I hoped
[Bridge/Outro]
It’s all I wished for, all I hoped
It’s all I wished for, all I hoped