Hip Hop Believe It Sorta Stuff - FrankjavCee

Let’s start right at the beginning

I have been faded

I’m eating my feelings

YouTube Adsense is doing quite well

Never would have guessed these records would sell

I could to tell you all I’m feeling great

Dicks out dicks out dicks out for Harambe

Throwing cash in the air like a idiot

I still struggle but atleast I’m fuckin' feeling it

Ya I’m feelin it, ya I’m fuckin' feeling it

Winds are changing, gonna reach millions of eyes

Are peering on me

'Cus I am so god damn interesting

Love the thrill of never knowing what’s next

Expect the unexpected

Follow the flow of the great unknown

'Cause your gift is still the present

Do I want lots of money?

Do I want lots of followers?

Or do I just want a song on the radio?

If I could be honest

This is only a chorus

But seriously I do not know

I’m still paying off my student debt

Shout out, shout out to government

Lies that education was the key

College turned this kid in to a druggie

Lab rat, snake oil, and adderall

Modern slavery and Basketball

I know I will get the success

'Cause I learned everything I learned off the internet

I will do my best to teach you

Reach you love you please you

I can’t forget my audience

Aesthetic, I said it, became it

Enjoying the ride?

Because we are not finished yet

You know this flow is ambivalent

The future shines brightly magnificent

Of course this is all no coincidence

I work harder and harder to earn this shit

I just want to be happy

Don’t care if its funny

I’d rather be laughing with the whole world

Fuck being serious

'Cause I am not feeling it

I’d rather be feeling you