Aight, well, higher probably, right? Fuck it, just record it. Who cares?
I just wanna make these music lovers remember again
While the haters fall back like September again
I was hoping 3 Stacks and Big would assemble again
Drop the politics and bring us together again
Maybe if I go platinum they'll remember me then
Maybe if I go platinum they'll remember me then
Yeah, yeah
But I'm, not defined by the sales of my first week
Cause in my mind the only way I fail, if my verse weak
As I, look in the crowd and see thousands of different faces
Compiled of different races gathering from different places
I just contemplate
Shoutout to those who can relate
And even though it gets hard I know my fate
With my train of thought racing like a runaway freight
Living life to the fullest until I hit up them gates
It's like, I'mma get up today
I don't know how but I'mma find a way
Looking for the sun in a world of grey
Feeling like my dream is a world away
I'mma get up today
I don't know how but I'mma find a way
Searching for the sun in a world of grey
Feeling like my dream is a world away
What it feel like
I used to wonder what it feel like
Yeah, used to wonder what it
I used to wonder what it feel like
But now, I know, achieved the goal
I ran the race I won the gold
I used to wonder what it feel like
You can really do anything
Hello
Welcome to the Under Pressure program
My name is Thalia
I will be here to assist you
With the information about the album and its creation
Writer(s): Steve Wyreman, Norman Virgil Whiteside, Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Arjun Ivatury
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