Look, I don’t need your blessing to do whatever I love
But I want the credit I’m doin that’s all the same
I know I don’t need your attention to get a buzz but that shit is like a drug I can feel it in my veins
I can see how people change when they get it
Didn’t know the ego and the claim came wit it but the pain stays hidden
Happy on the outside, pose for the cameras, started at the heart let it grow like cancer and you don’t know how to fix it
Same shit different day no complaints tho the only focus gettin paid Throw a lotta money yeah they hope it goes away
If it don’t I’ll prolly smoke until I end up in the grave, can you dig it
This’ll only take a minute
This’ll only take a minute
Tryna keep a long story short
Before I even get to finish, they be like: