VERSE 1
I was with a fellow musician the other day, name withheld
We were trying to eat, walked into the restaurant of this hotel
A few patrons recognized us. We started going through the pricelist
The looks on our faces: priceless. We didn't need no one to advise us
I faked a phone call and walked out
He caught the rouse; he followed suit
We went outside and laughed out loud
Next stop was at my house
Hook
They see me on T.V they say I be celeb
It's funny man no money man no ref i dey use my legs
And charlie trust me i still dey wey troski
Small small e go be i will be where i must be (2x)
[Lifestyle of the broke and a little famous]
[Sometimes i have dreams of chilling in Vegas]
VERSE 2
Look in my eyes I'm sleep deprived i stay up all night and dream
Imagination helps escape reality and as it seems
From a.m to p.m put my frustrations on the pen
Cos a brother still don't even own a pot to pee in
I'm starting to feel the pressure
I swore to never say "yes sir" to any boss in any office
A nine to five could be a real stressor
So I'm working twice as hard to make it and maybe then
I wouldn't have to go back on my words like Arabians
I know it may be grim
Your light just may be dim
Turn that sad face upside down
Light your life up with a smile
You see the old folk stay hopeful
You can tell it by the hymns they hum
I'm in the stu cooking som'in cos Sam Cooke said "change gone come"
[Repeat Hook]
VERSE 3
Next week i got a show; put my homey on the phone
Tell am say i dey need some clothes
I dey come do la-borrow
I'm on stage looking like a boss
Only thing i own my drawers
Meanwhile a fan wondering how much my wardrobe cost
Appreciate you putting me on that pedastal but truly
I'm but a man with a gift and usually i rock no j**elry
I'd much rather rock the stage and work the crowd into fury
Leave'em debating my sentences like a jury
[Hook]