Letter to a Musician
Cause I've been feeling so lonely
And I need you to come on and tell me
It's gone be alright now
Tell me how to love
Cause I don't know how
Yea we gon ride
Yea we gon slide
Don't know where I am
I can't tell the time
My flow so clean
I flip it
And reverse it
Got a new car
Big engine
It's roaring
They know I'm a star
They can't even imagine
Can't touch the earth
You know that I'm floating
So out of touch
Man this shit is too much
Got me feeling
Like I'm self-imploding
Ain't nothing about me real
Ever since I signed this deal
All the shit I say is filtered
Ever since I touched the billboard
I can't even escape my fans
So I got me a Benz
So I can ride away
Aiming for the moon
Please get out my way
Lost love for the tune
Just do it for the tycoons
Yea I'm just a product
Yea I'm just a sell-out
That's all I'm about
Everyone wants it
But nobody knows it
The cost of the fame
Don't know who to blame
Me or the industry
Sold my soul away
Just so I could say
At the end of my days
That I won't be forgotten
Soft like some cotton
I'm just pretending
I'm breaking apart
I just lost my heart
I sold it away
But I need you to stay
I need you to tell me
Am I really free?
Inmate to my soulmate
You were my escape
But now I feel
Like I'm boutta break
Yea I'm boutta break
I'm boutta fucking break
I don't know if I can hold much longer now
But before I go I need you to say
Man you really look so much stronger now
Cause I've been feeling so lonely
And I need you to come on and tell me
It's gone be alright now
Tell me how to love
Cause I don't know how
Yea we gon ride
Yea we gon slide
Don't know where I am
I can't tell the time
My flow so clean
I flip it
And reverse it
Got a new car
Big engine
It's roaring
They know I'm a star
They can't even imagine
Can't touch the earth
You know that I'm floating
So out of touch
Man this shit is too much
Got me feeling
Like I'm self-imploding
Ain't nothing about me real
Ever since I signed this deal
All the shit that I say is filtered
Ever since I touched the billboard
I can't even escape my fans
So I got me a Benz
So I can ride away
Aiming for the moon
Please get out my way
Lost love for the tune
Just do it for the tycoons
Yea I'm just a product
Yea I'm just a sell-out
That's all I'm about
Everyone wants it
But nobody knows it
The cost of the fame
Don't know who to blame
Me or the industry
Sold my soul away
Just so I could say
At the end of my days
That I won't be forgotten
And I need you to come on and tell me
It's gone be alright now
Tell me how to love
Cause I don't know how
Yea we gon ride
Yea we gon slide
Don't know where I am
I can't tell the time
My flow so clean
I flip it
And reverse it
Got a new car
Big engine
It's roaring
They know I'm a star
They can't even imagine
Can't touch the earth
You know that I'm floating
So out of touch
Man this shit is too much
Got me feeling
Like I'm self-imploding
Ain't nothing about me real
Ever since I signed this deal
All the shit I say is filtered
Ever since I touched the billboard
I can't even escape my fans
So I got me a Benz
So I can ride away
Aiming for the moon
Please get out my way
Lost love for the tune
Just do it for the tycoons
Yea I'm just a product
Yea I'm just a sell-out
That's all I'm about
Everyone wants it
But nobody knows it
The cost of the fame
Don't know who to blame
Me or the industry
Sold my soul away
Just so I could say
At the end of my days
That I won't be forgotten
Soft like some cotton
I'm just pretending
I'm breaking apart
I just lost my heart
I sold it away
But I need you to stay
I need you to tell me
Am I really free?
Inmate to my soulmate
You were my escape
But now I feel
Like I'm boutta break
Yea I'm boutta break
I'm boutta fucking break
I don't know if I can hold much longer now
But before I go I need you to say
Man you really look so much stronger now
Cause I've been feeling so lonely
And I need you to come on and tell me
It's gone be alright now
Tell me how to love
Cause I don't know how
Yea we gon ride
Yea we gon slide
Don't know where I am
I can't tell the time
My flow so clean
I flip it
And reverse it
Got a new car
Big engine
It's roaring
They know I'm a star
They can't even imagine
Can't touch the earth
You know that I'm floating
So out of touch
Man this shit is too much
Got me feeling
Like I'm self-imploding
Ain't nothing about me real
Ever since I signed this deal
All the shit that I say is filtered
Ever since I touched the billboard
I can't even escape my fans
So I got me a Benz
So I can ride away
Aiming for the moon
Please get out my way
Lost love for the tune
Just do it for the tycoons
Yea I'm just a product
Yea I'm just a sell-out
That's all I'm about
Everyone wants it
But nobody knows it
The cost of the fame
Don't know who to blame
Me or the industry
Sold my soul away
Just so I could say
At the end of my days
That I won't be forgotten
Credits
Writer(s): Célestin Denis
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