Crank Sinatra

I was a kid from the burbs
Used to want that girl
Then I was kicked to curb
Went put my foot in the turf

I did not have it the worst
But I still question my worth
You gotta push thru the hurt
I get my check on the first

Now they Trust me
Got this feeling
Have a PlanB
But ain't tempting
See the same things
So I daydreams dream
Don't impress me

Used pick me last but now they asking where I'm at
Chips on both my shoulders got my city on my back
Hyper-focused use to put me down for what I lacked
I can't worry bouta a broad when I'm getting to a bag
I know

Go the "It" factor in spades
I know
Got the Talent and the promise Imma rock it then roll
Imma sing it in the rain, Gene Kelley
Or the snow
Just wait you'll see
They're gon pay for my shows

Young dash, too fast, I am too incredible
White boy smoking this, my flow is almost damn impeccable
If I'm wifing up a shawty cause she too delectable
She gon regret it when she leaves 'cause I am indispensable