L.E.O & Mac James - Till I'm Famous

Would you rather me rap like everybody else is
Would you rather me giving up my dreams for you, selfish
Ima sell this, ask God what the test is
I been down low, been down bad
And I'm restless
Had a death wish one morning
That's when I woke up
Even right now when I write about it
Get choked up
My God told me, boy check on your shoulders
Ain't nothing there I ain't put there
And that's closure

Yeah
Running through time and it run my mind
That's over with
Why advise I be like y'all, when they don't call
It's over with
Aye yeah
I can admit, I been dangerous
My mind has been taking me to places

Yeah I see my name it's on the waitlist
But I can't judge my worth until my famous
Yeah I see my name it's on the waitlist
But I can't judge my worth until I'm famous

Famous
Famous
I can't judge my worth until I'm famous
Famous
Famous
I can't judge my worth until I'm

Left, right
Ain't nobody on my side
Ain't nobody looking for me
Okay, I switch my line
I keep that doubt that's on me
That's me, unfortunately
Want peace, so I keep peace here
Got a sword in my hand
Let's get that clear
Left, right
They got advice
Okay
Is it my type
Okay
Guess I'll be nice
Okay
I used to dream like, like
What it would be like
If I could go back and rewrite
With hindsight, insight
Would it change my life, I might
Consider, now what's that riddle
Grass greener, maybe
Can I find Gina
All my life, all my vices
Yeah, they drive me crazy
Yeah, whose don't
Mine, too close
Yeah, He got me
I know

Running through time and it run my mind
That's over with
Why advise I be like y'all, when they don't call
It's over with
Aye yeah
I can admit, I been dangerous
My mind has been taking me to places

Somebody tell TJ to bring the baby clothes
Somebody tell mama yeah I guess I'm coming home
Got married didn't last long
What is going on
Got a baby coming dog
What the is going on
Never saw it going this way
I guess my plan was wrong
God looking down at me
I'm looking up at him like
What's going on?
I ain't Job though
I'm just tryna get my mind right
Raise my kid like I had to be
But if I do best, she'll be alright
I guess, my stress
I came out okay
But for her I want the best
Alright, this could be a test
Yeah, I guess we seeing what's next

Written by:
Ricky Johnson

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