| Barack Obama, ha! |
| Is that some kind of sauce?
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| That’s Lido!
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| Goddamn, I got Balencies in the bathroom
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| I used to be feening for ‘em, dreaming in the classroom
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| Turned in my exam, right then I knew it’d be the last room
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| For school I walk into felt my potential getting past due
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| Four years later, and my racks blue
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| And my whole team is seeing green like «yo, she acts too!»
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| Now people take, and in your face, say «I ain’t ask you»
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| But you been seeing how they live, so they ain’t have to
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| And the whole world is conversating ‘bout your waist line
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| And mental health days make you guilty, ‘cause you waste time
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| I’m fighting everybody demons, but can’t face mine
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| Baseline, use all that pain and anger and just make rhymes
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| How I’m uplifting your whole life but still I hate mine?
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| How I get rich but still get pissed about the money?
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| Now everybody wanting me to wear a fake smile
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| How I’m supposed to fake a laugh when ain’t shit funny?
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| I’m running, but
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| Goddamn, I got Balencies in the bathroom
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| Dropping all this change, just gon' end up in the vacuum
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| It was days I thought I need it
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| But now accepting all the change got me defeated (ah)
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| Goddamn, I’m on my second pair
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| One pair is out, one in the closet ‘cause I left ‘em there
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| Remind me every single night spent writing raps ups in my closet
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| I ain’t sleep much, but it paid off ‘cause it got me here
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| I went to Europe, met a fan who lived in Paris
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| I know it hit me, ‘cause I started walking different
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| For once in life, I spoke my mind, I’m not embarrassed
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| So many stories, but my friends don’t even listen
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| The only girl who got my heart live in Miami
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| I saw her smiling in my head, I started planning
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| And listen, shit may change, but one day yeah I want a family
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| Already got a puppy, now my child the first of many
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| Got hella dreams, and as of late I steady see ‘em
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| I had some idols as a kid, whoever knew I’d be one?
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| '09 stood in Atlanta, freezing cold at 4 am with my whole fam just to audition
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| for a role I knew I’d be in
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| I didn’t make it, but damn I made it
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| 2−0-1−9 the year I waited
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| My mind been racing, getting closer, I can taste it
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| Got a story but I don’t know how to pace it
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| This lightning in a bottle, I been ordering in cases
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| I’m fucking wasted, but
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| Goddamn, I got Balencies in the bathroom
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| Starving for affection, someone meet me in the backroom
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| I’m not insane, it’s been a minute
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| But if we talking ‘bout a game, I know I’m ‘bout to win it, yeah
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| Goddamn, I got Balencies in the bathroom
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| Goddamn, I got
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| Goddamn, I got
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| Goddamn, I got Balencies in the bathroom
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| Goddamn, I got
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| Goddamn, I got
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| Goddamn, I got Balencies in the bathroom
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| Goddamn, I got
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| Goddamn, I got
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| Goddamn, I got Balencies in the bathroom |