5:03pm

no partner she Belongs to the streets how do i explain i hate that my dad wasn't strict matching her energy she starts to think I'm a prick success I'm a slave I been trying to get free youngest out of three forgot about their dream last one holding on the tree putting pressure on myself i cannot have no sleep David are u okay i been nodding oh oui No real friends just fake one been second all my life i start to hate that never feeling at my place maybe I'm homeless romantic wise i might be hopeless why girls nowadays are so selfish I'm not selfless but i try to be I can't stop thinking about the things we could have been I'm not okay but i try to be maybe success will get me to the place that i wanna be these niggas hate they say I'm just a wannabe one day I'll be at the place that they wanna be not hope this is a prophecy I'll be the artist that they all wanna see stadium full of people like water in the sea