I just wanna achieve stardom and symphony
But then I see kids smoking nicotine
The fact that they work overnight messes me
Then I ought to listen to a track by glee
This is not what I like
My mind describes on going to a fight
No.
Stop my eyes said
Fucking with your life is not gonna the kill the thing
Wanna show my middle finger sometimes
To the dirt around and these mere vague crimes
It's not a ping, not a thing
A stressful human being
Suffering from his own sins
I just wanna achieve stardom and symphony
But then I see kids smoking nicotine
The fact that they work overnight messes me
Then I oughta listen to a glee track
My mind is freaking on a free rap
My mom going soft about my past
The stories unfold, my sis got my back
She trynna help with the she-thing
My works were always neat and clean
The dishes I had to do were like a freaking sea bed
Going hammer, I'd be going fucking beaten
I just wanna feel burdened and sing some feel
But when these guys open up the love for me
I try to drink some sense and not smoke that weed
I start to hear my own enemies
My enemies are stardom
The broken thoughts which leviosa wingardium
You see that fam generator
It leads me to another burden
I go take a walk in the empty garden
My father basically my karma guardian
Smoking through the pain, suffering made harder
If sometimes level by hook sustained
He's become smarter
That freaking wine glass, would you please pardon?
I'll repeat the lines, content made broader
Eventually, I'll see my name on charter
That fame might just make me go louder
I just wanna achieve stardom and symphony
But they fuck with my thoughts ruining the melody
I try hard to lyric my own symphony
I still can't sing as good as glee
Fellas gonna say "You not gonna fill the adrenaline
The stars are the one who never be the gentlemen"
Showed me the wrong path, a beginning to the wrong start
Ended with a flex, a deep thing reflex
My future now better be a chill
Cause' the current reality is not fucking real
Man, my future now better be like trap
Music around where I go on to rap
Yeah.
My stardom
Is going further
I've been going hammer
Walking in this empty garden
Where people are just
Puppets of their partners
These rules are never gonna change
I'll still be moving forward
My broken father
Who taught me how to barter
He told me "Son, one day you'll shine
Your name would be on charter"
Then
He said some words that
Click me now much harder
"You define your rules with the risks you take
And you march till you move past those hurdles."
(Instrumental)
Walking on lane was blocking the fame
Stopping myself to talking to them
My fans and bitches were rocking sustain
Poor and richer were fucking themselves
Fucking themselves?
Hell yeah fucking themselves!
Going to party, they setting hell yeah
Gotta new hottie, they jelly my friends
Drugs new names, we testing for real
Picked up some malfunctions, letting them spread
Bad luck, we were driving at 3 AM
Crashed into pieces filled lyrics asap
Story time over, people bled tears
Just to find out, we not heaven sent
WE NOT HEAVEN SENT
WE NOT HEAVEN SENT!