Lyrics
Only thing on my mind is how to make it out
Grandma gone before I could get her a house
Only thing on my mind is the paper route
If it ain't about making money
I got no time to waste
I got no time to be idle
When I aspire to be idol
Playing God I know
Or maybe I'm playing Michael
Or maybe I'm playing Prince
There's purple rain in my cup your dealer finessed you with tris
Can you have bliss without ignorance?
Can I have multiple interests?
Can I run up my credit card and not have to worry about interests?
Can I make music without the worry if it's gon be a hit?
Or is this gon get me lit or is this gon get me bitches
Running in circles having trouble jumping my hurdles
Posted at the corner winging life like a Huerter
We was all born Kings and Queens but we lost our crown in the sea
Been drowning but no one can intervene
It was always in the cards for me or we
Still stuck on the notion that I can leave
Too scared for the risk so I duck the responsibility
Instilled early that having a dream is a
It's a luxury
Having a dream is a luxury
Having a dream is a luxury
Having a dream is a luxury
All my life I wanted to strive, achieve
But dreams is a luxury for you for me
All my life wanted to strive, achieve
But dreams is a luxury
For you
For me
Only thing on my mind is how to make it out
Grandma gone before I could get her a house
Only thing on my mind is the paper route
If it ain't about making money