How can I be somethin' I'm not? (Yeah, yeah)
I guess a broken soul (no) don't make a happy home (hey)
If they cross me, then they're dead to me and they ain't even deceased
Runnin' through these streets and I can't even find no kind of piece
Stripes all on the whip and I ain't even signed no kind of lease
Headed to the top, I need a harness, 'cause the climate steep
Uh, G6 take you 'round the world
And you can make yourself comfortable
Never looked at niggas with no envy
Thinkin' that should be us
Yeah, you can never text again or you can make a fuss
I'll just have more money, if I'm lonely with a million bucks (bucks)
Everythin' unfoldin' like a chapter in a children's book
From the window of the plane, I can tell the city crooked
I can see you in the spotlight, how you're fuckin' it up
Couple pretty bitches I keep with me that I never touched (touched)
How can I be somethin' I'm not?
I know a broken soul don't make a happy home
Questionin' myself, like, how can I be somethin' I'm not?
I grew from the mud, like a plant in a pot
I pop like a jack-in-the-box, my stock went straight to the top
Got big rocks that make the temperature drop, yellin', RIP my pops
Wishin' I could press rewind and get lil' Michael out that box
And it's fuckin' with my mind, but the grind don't ever stop
Got me prayin' for my sunshine, oh, yeah
And I'm focused, so it's money everywhere
My whole night was based around paper-chasin'
I'm goin' out to Cali and it's like a vacation
Fuck a red light, I'm in the hellcat, racin'
I know them blessings comin', but it's hard to stay patient
How can I be somethin' I'm not?
I know a broken soul don't make a happy home
How can I be somethin' I'm not?
Gold tas, let me take you somewhere more appropriate (appropriate)
Purple haze, maybe we've been rollin' it and smokin' it (chokin')
Better days, I remember dreaming about this shit
Tidal waves, I was on one when I wrote this shit (wrote this shit)
Got the Drac', I'm tryna get me a billion just like Dr Dre
Not today, niggas tryna stop me, got 'em out my way
Keepin' it real, free of charge, but they had to pay (uh)
Keepin' it G is free of charge, but they had to pay
Dirty sneaks, just from runnin' errands, had to throw 'em away
When I lay her down at night, I pray to god my soul to take
30-piece, tryna put it up, it's time to up the stakes
20 pounds of money on me, I'm startin' to think I'm overweight
My whole day was based around paper-chasin'
Send the duffle on the plane and disappear, like bae-cation
I know a broken soul don't make a happy home
How can I be somethin' I'm not?
How can I be someone who I don't know, yeah