Too clean
Too mean
We hype
Got my dream team
And they always wanna fight
Cuz they, slick they words
It's a, whole red alert
You try to do damage
We gone strike where it hurts
Imma black little singer from the 405
Where they treat us like we people but
Don't let us thrive
Left my apartment, I was stressing
Man I needed a drive
Sometimes I really wonder why I don't feel alive
Man it's
More than these grades
Yeah it's
More the fame
It's Authenticity
Straight from the brain
Membrane
Go insane
I know you saw me swervin' better stay up in your lane uh
Groupies in the room and they dancing
Free food yeah you know that i'm finessing
Had my test this morning, I was guessing
Cuz' the quizlet didn't work so I guess I learned my lesson uh
Baby
Just breathe
Clear your mind
And you will see
You're just fine
The world it moves beside you
But don't you let it move you
Be careful what your words do
Too clean
Too mean
We hype
Got my dream team and we boutta catch a flight uh
My homies text me from the baggage claim
They said we headed for the fame uh
I had to switch my flow
Sometimes I don't feel like singing
Had to let y'all know
But the coldest days
Be the ones that help you grow
And the recovery is symbolism when you glow
Demons in the room
Man i'm stressing
But I got angels on my back
And that's a blessing
Dream team and we all up in the baggage claim
They said we headed for the fame