Daydream / Success Story

Gotta get my g’s up but money isn’t everything, used to only want the fame but now I’m wanting many things, people try to hold me back but I’m just gonna grind though, they
Say I’ll go to the top I hope you didn’t lie bro, no one’s getting in my way my path is where I’m going, management does all the booking and they also do promotions, yeah you know it, but I can’t show it, cause right now music just doing me bogus, everyday my life is just the same thing, go to class and sit down and just daydream, but I should open up my eyes, get rid of my disguise, show the realest me as I go and get thе pie, I should prove this to you guys, tell you all to movе aside, I should go for this shit maybe just give it a try, I’m not living a lie, what a time to be alive, maybe I should write that shit and throw it in a line, I should know the times everything is fast paced, competition now is high I won’t finish in last place, everyday I do this shit always feel like the last day, but I can’t go away even if someone just passed away, I can’t take no breaks, this shit is like a maze, I’m tryna figure this out when I know I’m out of place, this shit is like a movie I can’t even go and play it, when I’m at the top I will tell my fam we made it, no one of my haters will go out adresse and say shit, ima try to do this and try to keep my motives up, all the shows around the world and also all the shoulder rubs, ima live my life, yeah, I will go survive, yeah, ima put this shit on DistroKid, I’m sorry I’m a little pissed, sorry of the time I missed, sorry for not being there and leaving as a little kid, even if I’m really sick, I can’t even rest a minute, because if i do that shit I’ll never be the best in buis, what the hell just happened to me always was around y’all, then I left that shit behind and replaced it with sound walls, but I will try to be here now, try to get this cleared for now, and leave this shit behind for now I’ll see you in a year from now

We gotta switch up the beat a little bit, keep it fresh, let’s switch the perspective a bit

The fame keep getting to me it’s says you’ll never succeed, unless your getting all the bread and the cheese, if I don’t my life’s never complete, I’m having second thoughts, eight figures is what I’m resting on, I have to be the best because, there’s a lot of people who watch my every move and they getting meaner, my crib ain’t get any cleaner, my friends switch up on me like they switched demeanors, try to message me for a quick feature, I can’t even see my girl either, the choice is mine do I go and leave her, or should I try to go and please her, and so I chose to go and keep her, I was really on the edge to have chose neither, I try to support her and don’t beat her, I wish all of my fans could go and meet her, but I keep it private, because we like the silence, mom and dad right now proud of me, because I show my talent see, and also noting that they don’t have to be go and scavenging, this shit is like a balance beam, cause I don’t have an ounce to breath, and people on my ass now and they riding like some cow and sheep, this shit is like a balance beam, cause my back is getting so stiff, I can’t even make a song now even if I know this shit, you can take your bogus bitch, and all the people trying me, and kick em to the curb cause I don’t like them eying me, they tryna stick like Siamese, but they will not comply to me, these motherfuckers steal my shit and then they go and lie to me, I wanna do a show now, get my tickets sold out, leave from everybody dawg, hey man wassup