I was nothin but a hip-hop kid Hip-hop lover My future and dreams were hazy But I just walked anyway I was nine years old I should’ve liked playing video games But I sold the PlayStation that my aunt bought me To buy audios to put in my room That’s what I liked With a […]
Heard a few of my songs, saw me a few times on TV Saw me and met me in passing by With that, don’t try to judge me Look, you think I’m gonna act to your expectations? But I know there’s not a single bastard
I hate being alone You know this too So how come you didn’t even call once? I tried to act calm, tried to pretend it’s all good I can’t be honest Is it so hard to tell you to come back?