Lyrics: Mosez Jones
Music: Mosez Jones
I carry burdens like blonde bitches and birkenbagz,
And like to listen to intermission in Kim kardash,
This ain’t no secret I promise my pen’ll vouch on that,
The way I’m ****ing myself up,
I should go call a cab,
The drugs, the dreams the scenes it means,
Everybody wanna be like me,
Wanna be like me,
Everybody wanna be like me,
The drugs, the dreams the scenes it means,
Everybody wanna be like me,
Wanna be like me,
Everybody wanna be like me,
And I hope this curtain stays closed,
An the minute they censor me a bankroll,
For the innocent kids who live for J Cole,
Play the fiddle than middle finger maestro’s,
Eyes closed,
Still see the bitch in you,
On this high horse asking how’s the midget view,
And this big head don’t fit in interviews cuz these walls just way to thin,
Uhh,
Still I might bite my tongue,
Like freaky bitches calling bluffs,
And spliff and drank is not enough to numb away this pain,
Notice the obvious,
Wanna be carbon copy’s of,
This dream they see on medias,
Nigga we all to blame,
The drugs, the dreams the scenes it means,
Everybody wanna be like me,
Wanna be like me,
Everybody wanna be like me,
The drugs, the dreams the scenes it means,
Everybody wanna be like me,
Wanna be like me,
Everybody wanna be like me,
left my sins in the SA town,
When I say S.A
I ain’t talking Cape Town
Rewrote my saga,
Bet they ain’t flip’ the page now,
Bro Heads In the books
since he booked doing state time,
Play my part ion ever overstate mine,
I turned to salt bae when i know the steaks high
Niggas flexin’ for they homies made me move different,
So tell me What’s a rook to a fake pawn,
Pump faking what he do,
my nigga read the room,
what you saying ain’t true can’t relate huhhhh
Stomach full of 808s on days I ain’t ate
still I made shit shake like a bass line,
Colby had his crib bussin’ like a grey hound,
Squad risk takers, baby j, myah, deylonnn,
Imma get an entree on my first gold plaque
For the gang then I’mma Pass plate round.
Got a chip on my shoulder from countless of days that my Niggas was chipping in
Everything must go for the low what you need ? I only surround myself around business men
A real hairstreak spreading my wings again
There he go telling stories just plead the fifth
It could end up real gory like Jeffrey if the police decide one day they gon’ seize the fridge
If you gon’ ride my dick might as well just extract the semen and then just go freeze the shit
Let it thaw then put it in a Petri dish
Probably the only that you gone see the kid
The drugs, the dreams the scenes it means,
Everybody wanna be like me,
Wanna be like me,
Everybody wanna be like me,
The drugs, the dreams the scenes it means,
Everybody wanna be like me,
Wanna be like me,
Everybody wanna be like me,