[Verse 1: Lucien]

Everybody out
I'm still in the house

Still on my Mac

Trying to figure shit out

Still in my brain

Still in the game

Came back from school they like Lucien you changed

Everybody out

Still in the house

Still imagining first ave sold out

Still on my own

Still laid back

Still on some I got everybody back

If you need it call the phone

Still sending loans

Still conversatin but they never seen a show

Still rocking cheap clothes

Still got no hoes

Cause my main chick bad

And everybody knows

Still doing what I can

Still working day jobs

Tell the pay gets hot

Tell the people know my songs

Tell the reaper come and see me he can probably tag a long

Cause I'd rather sit with death than

Be a slave to Tomorrow


[Hook]



I don't feel myself to much

Do a lot shit for everybody

Do a lot shit for everybody

I need some myself (2x)




Everybody out

Still in the house

Still stressed out bank account in a drought

Still trying to figure how to beat all my idols

Turn em all into rivals

And then beat em all out

Still tuning in

Still rocking Tims'




Still trying to get comfortable in my skin

Still trying to see how the other n***as do it

All the people that I used to hang around making music

Still trying to help

Hope you doing well

Know a lot of people glory days by the bell

Hope you branched out!

Not on the couch

Hope you not still always in ya parents house

I gotta a lot of faith in the people back home

But they usually content so I get it on my own

I got a lot of faith in the people back home

Same people only round if it benefits their own


Baby bird fly!

Spread them wings to the sky

Hope I make it for I die

See the passion in my eyes



[Hook]



I don't feel myself to much

Do a lot shit for everybody

Do a lot shit for everybody

I need some myself (2x)

[End]