Ego Dream
I wore my heart out on my sleeve too long, I had to buy a vest
Now when I feel like yelling, I just keep it in my chest
Feeling blessed! they suggest that I am not like the rest
Same shoes, same intentions, same ambitions, I digress
Now I failed the test, how to be a rapper in this day and age
Keep my raps so tasty, mix the garlic with the mayonnaise
Cool, calm and collected, my persona when I hit the stage
Drop it like it's heated, please excuse me while I paraphrase
Turn it to eleven, dance like Trudeau at a pride parade
Grinded through the summer so the haters wouldn't hibernate
Chopping up my flows, use Antares like a marinade
Gotta keep it saucy, mix the hot wings with the marmalade
Underneath it all is just suppressed emotion
Big waves, catch me by the ocean
All my feelings are just comatoseing
But I'm a rapper let me sip this potion
Bottle up my problems I'm supposed to be a rapper
Try to play my part, but I ain't wanna be an actor
They think it's funny, I ain't wanna hear the laughter
Fuck a career bro, I'm trying to be a rapper
I have these ego dreams, like fever dreams
I'm on the covers of these magazines, I'm loaded
Inflated by my self esteem and bloated
I know I seem devoted, by the money and the fame
But I'm more about the clout cause that's the reason that
Y'all came to the shows and you came with support
Because it's only about the fun, if you win, like a sport
And I seem like a dork, but we call that shit a niche
I've got fans on every continent, my music's like a bridge
I've got money in my hands, looking like I'm filthy rich
I ain't worried bout the streams, I ain't fucking with no Twitch
Unless you're talking about my neck, but that's more or less a glitch
Get the urge to write a banger, know I scratch it like an itch
Underneath the surface is these dreams of grandeur
Big dreams, but I wake up shattered
I know pursuing this is a disaster
But I'm a rapper, so it doesn't matter
Bottle up my problems I'm supposed to be a rapper
Try to play my part, but I ain't wanna be an actor
They think it's funny, I ain't wanna hear the laughter
Fuck a career bro, I'm trying to be a rapper
Now when I feel like yelling, I just keep it in my chest
Feeling blessed! they suggest that I am not like the rest
Same shoes, same intentions, same ambitions, I digress
Now I failed the test, how to be a rapper in this day and age
Keep my raps so tasty, mix the garlic with the mayonnaise
Cool, calm and collected, my persona when I hit the stage
Drop it like it's heated, please excuse me while I paraphrase
Turn it to eleven, dance like Trudeau at a pride parade
Grinded through the summer so the haters wouldn't hibernate
Chopping up my flows, use Antares like a marinade
Gotta keep it saucy, mix the hot wings with the marmalade
Underneath it all is just suppressed emotion
Big waves, catch me by the ocean
All my feelings are just comatoseing
But I'm a rapper let me sip this potion
Bottle up my problems I'm supposed to be a rapper
Try to play my part, but I ain't wanna be an actor
They think it's funny, I ain't wanna hear the laughter
Fuck a career bro, I'm trying to be a rapper
I have these ego dreams, like fever dreams
I'm on the covers of these magazines, I'm loaded
Inflated by my self esteem and bloated
I know I seem devoted, by the money and the fame
But I'm more about the clout cause that's the reason that
Y'all came to the shows and you came with support
Because it's only about the fun, if you win, like a sport
And I seem like a dork, but we call that shit a niche
I've got fans on every continent, my music's like a bridge
I've got money in my hands, looking like I'm filthy rich
I ain't worried bout the streams, I ain't fucking with no Twitch
Unless you're talking about my neck, but that's more or less a glitch
Get the urge to write a banger, know I scratch it like an itch
Underneath the surface is these dreams of grandeur
Big dreams, but I wake up shattered
I know pursuing this is a disaster
But I'm a rapper, so it doesn't matter
Bottle up my problems I'm supposed to be a rapper
Try to play my part, but I ain't wanna be an actor
They think it's funny, I ain't wanna hear the laughter
Fuck a career bro, I'm trying to be a rapper
Credits
Writer(s): Jarret Coyle
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