作词 : Brian Imanuel

作曲 : Daniel Tannenbaum/Craig Balmoris/Sergiu Gherman

Feeling like my ignorance has been breaking apart uh

Somewhere between making M’s and making my mark

Stare at the ceiling what is the purpose, I’m praying my brain’s the church

Imma need to buy some detergent, my spirit got on some dirt

I’m 22 but feeling 29 and 12 all at the same time

Scrap with some demons for hours like anime fights

Never tell my parents the truth but the day I do I can see their perspective I just hope that they goin understand mine

I got a crib now; I don’t owe nobody for this work so I just thank God

Came across so many bottles filled with tears the market is a place of fear the shades they rock to cover up them pain eyes

Chase success but hope I don’t get too successful fame wise uh

Fake honesty you not my friend you franchise

I don’t want a life where privacy’s a thing I can’t find

Yeah they love the movie but they move on when the main dies

Man it’s tragic..

Too many cameras’ll get you manic..

Don’t want the fame ,I want some rest this sh*t is thankless..

I heard the rent’s expensive up in Calabasas..

My plan today is get some head and get my prayers answered

Or maybe tail, coin toss

Your energy ain’t touching me I’ll rip your face off

Been through a lot I’m movin’ like I never take loss

I’ll make a movie and my life’s the story that it’s based off

f*ck around and eat some Jollibee’s I love the grease and all the seasoning

I just want some peace, no enemies but Imma still compete

New apartment got my keys we f*ckin in the evening

Apologies but Imma body you in songs I’m featuring

You ain’t gonna rap no mo no mo

You goin be a tik toker dancer no no

You goin be a filmmaker when you meet Scorcese he will say your movies all trash & so so

Aaaahhh

Man-that sh*t is soundin’ painful

Praising the Lord but-im-here to make satan look like an angel

With-the-wings and all like lemon pepper Ricky Ross and Drake

In any case you know I’m in when-I-got them currency’s to make

I got the cake, the heist is easy when you know the combination to the safe

This sh*t come easy to me, I just ask He give it to me

I used to /roll the paper now the paper rolling in

Man, I don’t know what changed but maybe I just started focusing

You don’t like how I’m movin ‘least I’m movin like a U-Haul...

I don’t like parties in the hills that sh*t is too far...

They do more lines than Tarantino movies acting like they better than me take your motherf*ckin’ Prada boots off

Less brain cells than a whippit can

Sold a couple Gildan shirts tell the world he’s businessman

Your shoes are fake and your whip is rented

It’s always sunny in Indo and lately man I just need a tan

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