Fake Celeb (Clean Edit)

Work
Work
Work
I'm broke
Work (work)
Work

I'm broke as f—
Broke-broke as f—
I'm broke as f—

For now, I'm broke
My bank account like girl what's up
Have you had enough?
You spend all your money at that ice cream truck
A deli sub
A little grub
The four or five drinks at your local club

Ain't tryna impress, no need for contest
I'm just trying to do my best
Ain't tryna fit in, no need to pretend
I'm just going to chase my wins
My wins (my wins)

I'ma keep strutting my thrifted t-shirt
Click-clack Chelsea boots my feet hurt
Walk these streets like I own the place
Pose-pose for the pic prepping for the day
Strut my thrifted t-shirt
Click-clack Chelsea boots my feet hurt
Walk these streets like I own the place
Pose-pose for the pic prepping for the day

You're a fake celeb and so are you
You spend all your money on your Gucci shoes
But you're probably right
Just spent this unemployment on the cheapest flight
I'm out and I'll have a good time
I'll post a couple pics and I know you'll like

Ain't tryna impress, no need for contest
I'm just trying to do my best
Ain't tryna fit in, no need to pretend
I'm just going to chase my wins
My wins

I'ma keep strutting my thrifted t-shirt
Click-clack Chelsea boots my feet hurt (yeah, yeah)
Walk these streets like I own the place
Pose-pose for the pic prepping for the day
Strut my thrifted t-shirt (oh, oh)
Click-clack Chelsea boots my feet hurt
Walk these streets like I own the place
Pose-pose for the pic prepping for the day, (oh oh oh)

Grandma taught me to chase the rainbow (runnin')
No, she ain't mean no baby tiptoe
Run through the door 'cause you're rather real close (ooh real close)
Give it some time and see where you'll go
Just see where you'll go
How far you'll go
Go Go Go

I'ma keep strutting my thrifted t-shirt
Pose for the pic prepping for the day
I'ma keep strutting my thrifted t-shirt
Click-clack Chelsea boots my feet hurt
Walk these streets like I own the place
Pose-pose for the pic prepping for the day

I'ma keep strutting my thrifted t-shirt
Click-clack Chelsea boots my feet hurt (yeah, yeah)
Walk these streets like I own the place
Pose-pose for the pic prepping for the day (woah)
Strut my thrifted t-shirt (oh, oh)
Click-clack Chelsea boots my feet hurt (I'ma walk these streets)
Walk these streets like I own the place
Pose-pose for the pic prepping for the day

Remind yourself that you're that b— (I'm broke as f—)
Strut through the world and talk your sh—
Remind yourself that you're that b— (I'm broke as f—)
Strut through the world and talk your sh—



Credits
Writer(s): Roderick Woodruff
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