Word Around the Town
See all the fam really had was a flight and a dream
So now I'm thinking I ain't make 'less I'm up on a screen
'Less I'm dancing like I'm MJ but without Billie Jean
Swear I dream about it daily, what a life it would be
Till I get it for myself, who am I to really tell
Whether money gon' buy happiness, fame and all the flashiness
Calling up a manager to ask if my new album hit
Talking like a vet with all the plaques and the acknowledgement
Seven figure checks, just a brag bout how I'm signing it
Pull up to the dealer, never question if I'm buying it
Moving presidential, boy, yeah, you know I'm flying in
Living every day like the kid just hit retirement
But whoa, how'd I think so far ahead
Said I'm tweaking, girl, was it something that I said
Hitting on my line, girl, I'm tryna go to bed
Wake up in the AM, I'm just tryna get this bread
Word around the town, I'm the hot boy now
Cruisin' 'round the city with my windows down
Got 'em turning heads, yeah, there's never been a doubt
Never missed me then, but she missing on me now
See me as a rookie, but I'm moving like a vet
Got you runnin' circles, trust me, I don't break a sweat
Been up in the game, shit, you came up off the bench
Know they hate to see me win, so I do that shit again
Saying that I'm crazy, girl, you must be outcha head
If I tell you that I love you, shit, it might just be pretend
Know you love attention, you just do it for the gram
If you think the grass is greener, baby, hop over the fence
I've been tryna change, I've been tryna make some sense
Stuck up in my ways, I just never get the chance
Never kick it back, never wait to catch a breath
Cause I'm scared of looking back and knowing I got some regrets
Fuck all of the noise, I'm just tryna represent
Got some shit to say, then go say it with your chest
Money on my mind, 22, I'm chasing cheques
Late nights in the stu', I go cook it up again
Word around the town, I'm the hot boy now
Cruisin' 'round the city with my windows down
Got 'em turning heads, yeah, there's never been a doubt
Never missed me then, but she missing on me now
Way I'm breaking bad, swear I need me a preacher
I've been locked up in the basement with these beats and a speaker
I've been sending texts to God, hopin' one day he sees them
Never been a quitter, never switch when that heat come
Said I'm moving solo, only you think I need ya
Slamming on the gas, let me put on my seatbelt
Know I got potential, give a fuck 'bout some speed bumps
Got a lot of numbers, baby, where did I meet ya?
Word around the town, I'm the hot boy now
Cruisin' 'round the city with my windows down
Got 'em turning heads, yeah, there's never been a doubt
Never missed me then, but she missing on me now
