To Be an Artist

Won
Won at this
Won
Won at this
Won

I feel I could've been somebody
Life stealin' from everybody
Refill the poison in your mind
Capital Design
I'd take over your life, yeah

Like woah
Sold out shows
Feelin' like Jackson
Feelin' like Ross
Blame it on Naz, cause he had me write songs
Took the long shot and we almost

Won
Won at this
Won
We won at this
Artist's
We wanted this
Artist
To be an Artist
Won
Won at this
Love
We love this shit
Won
We wanted it
The precipice
Of an Artist

It demands every moment of you
It withstands ever feeling humble
It implants itself into your life
You can never hide
The darkness lets it shine, yeah

I Never really wanted this
Every single note I hit
I feel a little empty
Like I could've been Something

Like woah
Sold out shows
Feelin' like Jackson
Feelin' like Ross
Blame it on Naz, cause he had me write songs
Took the long shot and we almost

Won
Won at this
Won
We won at this
Artist's
We wanted this
Artist
To be an Artist
Won
Won at this
Love
We love this shit
Won
We wanted it
The precipice
Of an Artist

Won
We could've won at this
We shouldn't want it so bad
But now we'll never go back
We could've won
(I, never really wanted this)
We could've won
(Every single note I hit)
And now we love this shit
(I feel a little empty)
And we can never quit
(Like I could've been something Great)
Being an Artist



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Fatata
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