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(30, you a motherfuckin' fool nigga) I look at the stars They asking me what do I see (They asking me what do I see) I noticed that lately All them constellations been looking like me (They been looking like me) Inspired to shine, nigga (Inspired to shine) Inspired to dream (Inspired to dream) I think of my life and I feel That I may be as good as I seem (I may be as good as I seem) Coming up I dreamt of the checks I’d be running up I sat on my bed writing lyrics to songs I would practice 'em all But it wasn’t enough I wanna perform, I want a crowd Singing it back to me, stadium loud Homies in front, turning up Getting down They gone off the liquor They drunkеn and proud SongtexteThe energy hit whеn the lights on That energy when it’s my song I’m starting to think like a mogul I’m starting to feel like an icon 'Cause I ain’t the same and I know it But I got the heart of a poet That money is good, but it’s new here I’m trying so hard not to blow it 'Cause all of my friends walk around And they icy, pricy But when it come to me I prefer just a tee and some Nikes Fight me, I might be Running from changes I like how it is It’s easy to covet the life that I live Still ain’t got used to the sight from the crib I knew I would have it when I was a kid At moments the nights would be dark Won’t hold you, the journey was long (Long) Through all of the bullshit Imagine a younger me singing a song Like, “Hickory dickory My clock has been ticking to victory I don’t have a fear in the world Whenever it’s time I know they’ll be listening,” Hickory dickory dock This shit a bippity bop If I want these niggas to think Then I know that gotta get niggas to rock Gotta go harder with every drop I’ll be remembered like Biggie and Pac That be the reason I stay on my grind I ain’t wasting no time when I’m racing the clock, yeah Hickory dickory dock This shit a bippity bop If I can see them as a link Then I know that I gotta behave as the watch Crank that shit up if only by a notch Master the art and then give em a swatch Put everything that I got on the line I ain’t wasting no time 'cause I’m racing the clock, yeah I’m a star now Them visions don’t feel very far now My parents was stressing shit Worry no more 'Cause your girl got a job now And she can afford an apartment And soon she gon' push it to start it And everyone know who she is When she leave the crib She not getting carded And that ain’t from college Nah, that shit is all by the wonderful work of her hands And maybe the prayers y’all sent up at midnight When y’all ain’t know if I could see out my plan But mama, I made it And daddy, I’m faded It’s how I stay grounded 'Cause bitch, I’m elated, yeah Now all of my messages full Of these niggas who say we related I never met none of 'em Why would I make out a check to 'em? Listen, I know how that sound And it might have been different if I grew up next to 'em We been so distant, they’d question me If found out how to send out a text to 'em It was just me with my head down Eyes red Barely slept in my bed Fourteen hour bus rides Windows pillowed my head I knew it was coming, yeah So I never stopped running I’m watching the lights going by I sat on that bus, I was humming, yeah Hickory dickory dock This shit a bippity bop If I want these niggas to think Then I know that gotta get niggas to rock Gotta go harder with every drop I’ll be remembered like Biggie and Pac That be the reason I stay on my grind I ain’t wasting no time when I’m racing the clock, yeah Hickory dickory dock This shit a bippity bop If I can see them as a link Then I know that I gotta behave as the watch Crank that shit up if only by a notch Master the art and then give em a swatch Put everything that I got on the line I ain’t wasting no time 'cause I’m racing the clock, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania