What I'm 'Boutta Be
TT17
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Ridin' downtown, with my boys in the night Watchin' guns get pulled, I swear it's a sight I'll make it for my city, but I'm tryna take a flight Up, up to the clouds! Disappear into the white Look into bros eyes, teardrops on the right He turned into a killer, just dark of the night I wanna taste fame, I guess Ima take a bite Can't fake to the top, boy finna pay the price 'Gon pay the price, undoubtedly Oh, now you 'gon be proud of me? High school took this rage up out of me Turned me into what I'm 'boutta be Look into my eyes, they red, i'm not high Just fillin' up rivers with tears that I cry Sophomore year, I wanted to die! Now people sayin' that I am the guy! Oh, I'm the guy, they know it too Throw up a band? Then I'll throw up two Talk down on me? Then come show up through I got no regrets, I ain't lovin' you When I go to a party, I stay on my phone I'm down in the corner, wishin' for my home They pass me a drink, I say "Leave me alone!" Sobriety won't leave me no injury prone Shoutout to people from Mary Star Sea Turning me into what I'm gonna be 'Gon walk up the stage up in beverly Grammy award, and I'm 'gon give a speech Ima thank my mom, thank my dad I'm gonna thank Marc, he's the dad I ain't have Ima thank all my boys who been pushin' me harder They been here since day one, I ain't have a dollar Ima turn up heads in the 310 Prove them all wrong, I can put on a show They ain't believe in me, now they treatin' me With all the respect I ain't need to see But, shoutout the one who said I was rude I'm payin' my dues, while she's playin' with dudes Two times, man, she a heartbreaker This songs goin' up, I'm a chart chaser My head in the clouds, thought we would be somethin' How can I run back? She said I was nothin' Nothin' at all, but she wanna call And set up a date, "Up for lunch at the mall?" No! I won't run back! My boys said they want a comeback! But I ain't gonna chase, like a marathon race I need me a girl to wipe tears off my face I need someone to pick my head up Can't have a hoe messin' my bread up Maybe it's time I let up Or take a shot, and forget stuff Nah, Ima stay true, true to myself I just wanna scream, I just wanna yell! She stay messin' with my head I remember when she wanted me dead But I think that she's happy that I am alive I'll shove it in her face, that I'm gonna thrive I'll be famous in some years, just give me like five I'll show up to her house, while I'm on a live And tell her goodbye, and tell her I'm gone I made a mistake even writing this song But, I swear, if you called, I would answer the call I hate how I'm feeling, got nothin' at all I hate how I'm feeling, got nothin' at all (nothin' at all) I swear, if you called, I would answer the call (answer the call) It really hurts, I gave it my all (gave it my all) I swear, it hurts, I gave it my all
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