d o 4 l u v
(Yeah)
It was all a dream
Just a little fish
Swimming in the mainstream
No make believe
Made them believe
My views are paintings
Meant to be hung
In ancient Greece or Rome
Just off in my own domain
One day they all gone
Know my name
Way I'm living got me overly cautious
Still causin' problems
Feelin' kinda nauseous
No ghost writer
But my house still haunted
If ya not conscious
Darkness preys upon this
Your heart, they harness
Just snakes in the game
No fortune and fame
Lost in they taking
Just impatiently waiting
To raid all ya savings
And claimin' ya doubts
Should be vacant
Now we aimin' for placement
Then we get major payment
Sign ya life away
Empty hoorays
Damn, how'd a dream this real
Become so gray
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's right
Ay come on)
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Disappear in the dark quicker
Tryna' avoid my heart triggers
Got me sittin' here
Thinkin' and drinkin' this hard liquor
Round and round chasin' dreams
Galaxy transmitter, still feelin bitter
Reconsider new thoughts
How i'm all alone in this loft
Got me depressed and exhausted
Oppress the impostors
What does it mean to be an artist?
Recover my love for the art like a fossil
Dig it up, pick it up
Life, tryna live it up
No givin up, uh
So frustrating how i'm always hesitating
Isolate then hibernating, separating
Overthink and complicating
What was once fascinating, captivating
Fuck a label I'mma make it
Time is money got no savings
Sick of waiting, so check out
How i'm independent inna penthouse
Willpower all I been bout
Now Wes out
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's right
Ay come on)
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dallas, Hiram (throw ya hands up)
Kennesaw, Cartersville (throw ya hands up)
Marietta, Villa Rica (throw ya hands up)
Woodstock, Roswell (throw ya hands up)
Rockmart, Carrollton (throw ya hands up)
Powder Springs, Douglasville (throw ya hands up)
Atlanta (ATL), Acworth (throw ya hands up)
Decatur, Bushnell (throw ya hands up)
Ay, get ya bands up
Know ya man's up
Shoutout to the fam yeah, uh
It was all a dream
Just a little fish
Swimming in the mainstream
No make believe
Made them believe
My views are paintings
Meant to be hung
In ancient Greece or Rome
Just off in my own domain
One day they all gone
Know my name
Way I'm living got me overly cautious
Still causin' problems
Feelin' kinda nauseous
No ghost writer
But my house still haunted
If ya not conscious
Darkness preys upon this
Your heart, they harness
Just snakes in the game
No fortune and fame
Lost in they taking
Just impatiently waiting
To raid all ya savings
And claimin' ya doubts
Should be vacant
Now we aimin' for placement
Then we get major payment
Sign ya life away
Empty hoorays
Damn, how'd a dream this real
Become so gray
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's right
Ay come on)
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Disappear in the dark quicker
Tryna' avoid my heart triggers
Got me sittin' here
Thinkin' and drinkin' this hard liquor
Round and round chasin' dreams
Galaxy transmitter, still feelin bitter
Reconsider new thoughts
How i'm all alone in this loft
Got me depressed and exhausted
Oppress the impostors
What does it mean to be an artist?
Recover my love for the art like a fossil
Dig it up, pick it up
Life, tryna live it up
No givin up, uh
So frustrating how i'm always hesitating
Isolate then hibernating, separating
Overthink and complicating
What was once fascinating, captivating
Fuck a label I'mma make it
Time is money got no savings
Sick of waiting, so check out
How i'm independent inna penthouse
Willpower all I been bout
Now Wes out
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's right
Ay come on)
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried everything
But you don't give up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dallas, Hiram (throw ya hands up)
Kennesaw, Cartersville (throw ya hands up)
Marietta, Villa Rica (throw ya hands up)
Woodstock, Roswell (throw ya hands up)
Rockmart, Carrollton (throw ya hands up)
Powder Springs, Douglasville (throw ya hands up)
Atlanta (ATL), Acworth (throw ya hands up)
Decatur, Bushnell (throw ya hands up)
Ay, get ya bands up
Know ya man's up
Shoutout to the fam yeah, uh
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Writer(s): Wesley Sweetapple
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