Living in Fiction - Hello lyrics

Chorus: (Living in Fiction) Hello from the other side I must've called a thousand times To tell you I'm sorry For everything that I've done But when I call you never, seem to be home Verse: I call but you don't answer so I write this open letter When I left the world broken I just hope it's gotten better Y'all argue who's the greatest I left quotes for y'all to measure Y'all were focused on who's clever I was focused on forever Back when I would rock the hand me Downs with holes inside my sweater Thrift store shoppin like I dove inside some treasure Way before the Ben haggertys on these magazines I was an average teen not thinking bout this thing called rap Cause there's this thing called white And there's this thing called black And there's this thing called life And I think we're all attached It's funny how my train of thought runs on a things called tracks Marty McFly I'm in the future tryna bring y'all back Pick it up and slam it down that's how the game goes Telephone, Telephone, I just hear same tones Where I'm from it's not too often we see then rainbows So we let the rain flow then we change clothes [?] (Living in Fiction) There's such a difference between us and a million miles Chorus: (Living in Fiction) Hello from the other side I must've called a thousand times To tell you I'm sorry For everything that I've done But when I call you never, seem to be home Verse: Aw man, how could this just be a hobby 5 whole hours they been waiting in the lobby They're calling me a hero and I'm thinking how could I be All I wanted was a million and a f**in Maserati But somewhere in my stride we just started changing lives You think I'm changing yours but you really changin mine From here to over seas they put belief in my designs Its getting deep, I feel the world is tryna sneak inside my mind Its harder to define than artistry rhyme It seems like our journey is partially divine I still have days where it isn't all sublime Even though I'm on the grind I gotta slow up for the signs And recently I'm seein that it's more than just mc'in When my homie has a son but needs court orders just to see'im A generation troubled and I just wanna free ‘em Before machines are looking at human beings inside a museum [?] Living In Fiction It's no secret that the parts of us are running out of time Chorus: (Living in Fiction) Hello from the other side I must've called a thousand times To tell you I'm sorry For everything that I've done But when I call you never, seem to be home