Thirdstory - First World Problems lyrics

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] I get sad when I look at the stars They so pretty, you can’t tell ’em apart You think they close but really we far And really, they ain’t even that much closer to God It’s much harder to sin naked I walked past apple trees and didn’t take it Thought about stone mattresses, thin blankets Really long winter spent in a windbreaker I’m a temptation door knocker Down there on Lower Wacker I’m a rich excuse for a father You just can’t tour a toddler She turnin’ 2, she don’t need diapers, she just need her papa I really need a break, could really use a nap My daughter barely recognize me when I lose the hat You go so far, you hit a point where you can’t Uber back The other day, I told a hummingbird he too relaxed I did my worst, I did the work, I had to skip the label I go to church, they want a flick, I want to flip the table I knew the worth before the birth when it was just a stable And now it’s just a fable, and it’s just as fatal [Pre-Chorus 1: Chance The Rapper] First world problems that n***as make up Have a dream and then never wake up When so much turns to too much Have a dream and then never wake up [Chorus: Chance The Rapper & Daniel Caesar] [The day is on its way, it couldn’t wait no more Here it comes, here it comes Ready or not, ready or not The day is on its way, it couldn’t wait no more Here it comes, here it comes Ready or not, here it comes [Bridge: Chance The Rapper] Here it comes Alright Spirit’s working now [Verse 2: Chance The Rapper] I think my little cousins want they cousin back The automatic quarterback that doesn’t rap They know I used to drive to Hammond for the Roman candles Lied about coming back, the last straw that broke the camel It ain’t really fun to hang out with me no more We can’t go to River East to hang at the beach no more It’s messed up, I made it this way, and my feet so sore But it’s all downhill from here, I could teach snowboards I miss my mom, I miss my time, I miss my prime In high school, I missed my prom, I ditched my date, I missed my beat Kissed my teeth, kicked my feet, hooped and hollered Now I just sip my tea, sit my a** on my a**, send my tweet Fold my arms, twist my weed If I hadn’t heard the news, I would’ve known what he say But the recliner on my chair is like an emergency brake, you know [Pre-Chorus 1: Chance The Rapper] First world problems that n***as make up Have a dream and then never wake up When so much turns to too much Have a dream and then never wake up [Chorus: Chance The Rapper & Daniel Caesar] The day is on its way, it couldn’t wait no more Here it comes, here it comes Ready or not, ready or not The day is on its way, it couldn’t wait no more Here it comes Ready or not, here it comes [Verse 3: Chance The Rapper] Three verses, hell yes I still ain’t get my Grammys in the mail yet I just want my mama happy like a toy sale And to stay connected to the world like a long-a** voicemail I hear the scene snappin’, and I’m the team captain No more knee slappin’ or shoe shinin’ or shoe signin’ ’til the dream happens I’m just gon’ keep rappin’ And y’all just keep clappin’ and keep happen Like Flint got clean water and y’all don’t got teen daughters and black friends and gay cousins, y’all just gon’ say nothin’ Know that the day comin’ Knees bowed, tongues confessin’ The last ones gettin’ first dibs on blessings [Pre-Chorus 2: Chance The Rapper] Now these the first world problems that n***as make up Keep on playin’, we gon’ shake this sh** up Keep on tellin’ us we makin’ it up The American Dream, may you never wake up [Outro: Chance The Rapper & Daniel Caesar] The day is on its way, it couldn’t wait no more Here it comes, ready or not, ready or not Ready or not, ready or not, ready or not The day is on its way, it will not wait another day No more, no more (it’s on its way, way, yeah) The day is on its way, I cannot wait, here it’s to stay No more, no more (it won’t wait, yeah) The day is on its way, it couldn’t wait no more Here it is