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]