[Intro]:
[Fan]: Ayo Butta man. You gotta advice for like, an up and coming artist?
[Butta Verses]: You askin' me if I got any advice?
[Fan]: Yeah, you Butta V
[Butta Verses]: For an up and coming artist?
[Fan]: Yeah
[Butta Verses]: Don't do it man
[Fan]: why?!
[Butta Verses]: Get a real job
[Fan]: Fuck a job n***a. Hahaha

[Verse One]:
It's hard...damn near impossible
Havin' no job just makes you hostile
Hurtin' so bad you need a hospital
But they ain't gon' do nothin' for you dude
You got no insurance, no influx in currency
Out of touch with reality
Thinkin' you can get stuff with no salary
Better get you a J.O.B., don't be me
Rappin', all my eggs in one basket
Me verse the world and I'm gettin' my ass kicked
How a 12th round knockout sound?
Sucks to come so far just to lose now
But that's how it's going down
I don't care how a Boeing sound
Taking off or landing
I need Grants and Hamiltons
Now some of my friends
They be rockin' animal skins
But they worked hard to win I used to laugh at them
I was so gassed, kissin' my own ass
Now I beg them for a loan for cash
Let me die
Finally alone at last
Let 'em cry
When they throw my bones in the grass
I've tried, I applied my time to the grind
Still can't find dollar signs like I'm blind
Tellin' everybody "I'm fine", I'm lyin'
Tears of a clown that's underlined cryin'

I'm tellin' you...don't fall for it

[Hook] [Lucian]:
Big dreams
They ain't always what they seem
Big dreams
They ain't always what they seem
Big dreams
They ain't always what they seem
Big dreams
They ain't always what they seem

[Verse Two]:
Do you know what insanity is?
To do the same thing and expect different shit
Burden so heavy I can't lift a bit
To make things worse it's hurtin' my kid
I can't support like the family thought
I'm losin' some friends that stand and fall for me
I thought life would change awesomely
But it hasn't changed a thing
Might as well sit on a corner, with a hat beggin' for change to sing
Lord please bring me some sort of security
I need more than you already offered me
I understand why my parents orphaned me
I'm so close to just offin' me
Because hard times get in my head and won't leave
Don't believe me, watch the TV
B.U. double T., R.I.P
I left off the A cause apparently if you ass
I'm the ass that's rappin' for no cash
My big time dreams don't last that long
200 joints deep, just trash them songs
It won't make dollars, it don't make cents/sense
For me to keep pouring my soul in the pen
Writin' poems that only go gold with my friends
One man race with no goal at the end

[Lucian]:
I got those big dreams, those wide eyed dreams

[Hook]

[Lucian]:
I got those big dreams, those wide eyed dreams