Verse 1
Something telling me that I'm out for something bigger
Light skin n***a, I've been drinking so much K- Rucka I cannot remember
All these labels keep on calling, begging me to be a member
Should be thankful, but I'm not homeboy this not November
I've been indie from the start, keep pouring my heart
I will never let this industry tare my sh** apart
In the studio I'm cooking, no culinary art
I'm a college boy, but still got the sense of street smarts
Where do I belong, I'm just in my own zone
High off my success, and the parties that I've thrown
Broke off living life, and amounts of money I've loan
But, I know I'll get it back, you should see how much I've grown
Junior of the year, the beginning of careers
Cats I once looked up to are now becoming my peers
I guess that could just be a sign that my timing is near
I hold my head up high to everything I once feared
Verse 2
Yeah I'm going back in, like I never left, but I never came
Im just spitting everything that comes to mind that in my brain
Ever since it's like these phony b**hes don't treat me the same
That's what happens when you put some songs out and get some fame
Book worm just became the n***a on the campus
Went from not getting no p**y to wonder whats my status
Went from f**ing mediocre to f**ing these future actress
Went from giving girls my all, to using them just for practice
I'm saying my life is lavish, I could not complain
This music's in my blood and it's pumping through my veins
That real sh** is everything my lyrics do contain
Cheers for my success, where's the f**ing champagne