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Correct Easiest To Write (Hardest To Sing) Lyrics
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Correct Easiest To Write (Hardest To Sing)
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[Verse 1] These are the easiest to write but the hardest to sing Got everything I’d ever need I can’t be wanting a thing But to be honest I could really use that car or a ring And I’ve got some clout but I can’t stop till I’m a star or a king But I want my mom to know I’ve got a stable job but I think That I’m underwater with these expectations watching me sink Can’t escape it in their eyes it’s like they’re watching me blink But I don’t know how many dollars that this songs gonna bring I wish my numbers were a bit bigger I wish my girl was just a bit thicker I wish that I was just a bit richer Short cut a bit quicker You only look at photos on a iPhone like how could you see a big picture Me and you we got some backwards priorities You tryna smash through the past up in your frat or sorority I’m tryna master my craft fuck that whole trap into normalcy It’s boring me All I need is a lack of authority And fuck the majority got me feeling alienated My songs so out of this world people claim that aliens made em Cause maybe I’m crazy but please don’t blame me, hate me Just listen Living a dream’s fucking with my circadian rhythm [Chorus] Oh hi to the secrets of my life When they get to talking I will see it's alright I'm like oh hi to the secrets of my life I just wanna make a million But I keep falling victim to opinions yea I wanna stack it up They wanna see me packing up [Verse 2] They don’t want me to go on a trap beat They just want me to go to the backstreets Selling rap beefs for some fast cheese It’s past me Wanna steer the wheel but I’m still stuck up in the backseat I feel like I’m being driven by all my passengers I imagine a Tesla but really I’m in the Acura All I ever wanted, but fuck I know I don’t have enough Got me mad as fuck when I add it up. Like I brag for what? Say they can’t understand but say that I don’t rap fast enough I been crafting these tracks like what will actually grasp enough Had to take step back And realize who I’m rapping for Who I’m mining my passion for Who the fuck’s really counting score I do this shit for myself I don’t need anyone else Then I’m alone Then no one’s calling my phone Then I’ll be calling for help With no one around I might fall and make a sound But no one hears it till I drown Till my body hit the ground Till they walk me into town Like look who the fuck that we found [Chorus] Oh hi to the secrets of my life When they get to talking I will see it's alright I'm like oh hi to the secrets of my life I just wanna make a million But I keep falling victim to opinions yea I wanna stack it up They wanna see me packing up
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