My World - Album Version (Edited)

Hello
Yeah
Little homie, in the room
In, in the room
Boy on the moon
(Had-had no one)
No one to hang out with
Talk that shit to just my little homies
One year younger din' get where I was going
Took a turn to the worse when my father left me lonely
Lonely in my room, I, I mean me up on the moon
Entertained myself, laughed at myself
As I grew to be a teen I disguised myself
Had the lowest self-esteem, especially with the girls
Tried out every sport just to impress all the girls
Instead of all the ladies, cause they talk down
I was too artsy, known to be a clown
Cause I told the same girls I would be the hot shit
One day
This will be my world
I told you so
Big homie, made the move
Made, made the move
Flew off the moon
Still, had-had no one
No one to hang out with
Talk that shit to just my Brooklyn niggas
All I would wonder is when will my time come
Had mad jobs and I lost damn near all of them
Think about my bosses, yep I hated all of them
Studio at night had me hustlin' to most of them
Nigga I was late, damn near every day
But I'mma be on time when my stars align
When my soul was happy on my Ramen diet
Followed by a loosey was the meal of grinders
So if you knowin' the truth all you think about is that thing
Always be a hater tryin' to shoot down any dreams
Until you meet a kid like K-I
Niggas thought I was crazy
My mama know I stay high
We're getting money, Mom
I was heavy-heavy-heavy on my grizzle
And none of ya'll had a clue about me
And none of ya'll had a clue about me
And none of ya'll really knew about me
I was heavy-heavy-heavy on my grizzle
And none of ya'll really cared about me
And none of ya'll really cared about me
Now, guess what? I'm all you see
I'm all you see



Credits
Writer(s): Gerard Kawczynski, Claude Puterflam, Jeffrey Bhasker, Pat Reynolds, Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi
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