Wannabe
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
I know our lives they cant compare
I pierced my ears and bleached my hair
You wonder how i sleep at night
Keep that nine tucked beside my bed
I heard a lot of niggas wanna fight me
Funny how they all dress just like me
Tell em be yourself, quit the hype please
Tryna ride the wave, you'll end up drowning
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like wannabe yeah
Lately
I cant really trust my friendships anymore
Lately
I can feel my demons knocking on my door
Lost my mind, aint i still aint found it
Thank god that i still got my conscious
Take a puff yeah I'm inhaling toxsins
And it just might be
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Imma be me, give a fuck about the otherside
Try to be unique, yeah you can seem them multiply
I did LSD it fucked my brain up now im sorta fried
Still they see the way I move and wonder how im organized
Took the beat and wrote a song that said they cant defeat us
Yeah the people got the power and its fuck elitists
Cant even drink the water cuz they poisoning us
Hit the booth and lay it down
And now the crowd is screaming
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
I know our lives they cant compare
I pierced my ears and bleached my hair
You wonder how i sleep at night
Keep that nine tucked beside my bed
I heard a lot of niggas wanna fight me
Funny how they all dress just like me
Tell em be yourself, quit the hype please
Tryna ride the wave, you'll end up drowning
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like wannabe yeah
Lately
I cant really trust my friendships anymore
Lately
I can feel my demons knocking on my door
Lost my mind, aint i still aint found it
Thank god that i still got my conscious
Take a puff yeah I'm inhaling toxsins
And it just might be
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Imma be me, give a fuck about the otherside
Try to be unique, yeah you can seem them multiply
I did LSD it fucked my brain up now im sorta fried
Still they see the way I move and wonder how im organized
Took the beat and wrote a song that said they cant defeat us
Yeah the people got the power and its fuck elitists
Cant even drink the water cuz they poisoning us
Hit the booth and lay it down
And now the crowd is screaming
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
You make me feel
Like a wannabe like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Like a wannabe like a wannabe yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Jelani Maliik
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