Boy at Heart - Travis Thompson

Hi, this message is for Travis

This is *BEEP* calling from the Burien KeyBank

The back office was requesting me to get a hold of you

It looks like we have some issues with your checks

Know this city like the back of my plump palm

Is it for the mission finished before?

'Cause my bus long

I’m warranted, disgust for every bitch I was sprung off

Days in a blender, I get my weeks and my months wrong

But they don’t know what’s wrong, and I don’t know why either

The traveling, touching profit -- it trigger my high fever

Disease in my bloodline, I sip 'til my guts fly

Used to drink 'til there’s none left, it ain’t easy to come by

I double text my maker, told them links so we could build and shit

Twenty-one with papers still at momma’s, guess I’m milking it

I’m a cash cow with these raps, bitch

Easy money, packed flips

Funny looks up in the Target, asking where the mess is

Busting on your mattress, a dirty motherfucker

Getting checking in my absence, really make you love me

You could suck up on this dick, baby

You ever have some shit to say

Sifting through yearbook like, «I wonder who goin' switch today?»

I’m a boy at heart

With a old man’s soul

Told me: «play your part»

Only way I know

I’m a boy at heart

With a old man’s soul

Told me: «play your part»

Only way I know

Underrated, unimportant, uneducated, and down as fuck

And my bucket nabbing kids for war -- I round 'em up

I fund a tour from stolen pennies at the fountain, huh

That’s why I’ll never pop: I cursed myself, and now I’m bound to suck

Gucci sofa, this shrink goin' say that my hour’s up

I’m back out on the porch again, crying, rolling a pound of puff

I love my fam and shit, hope I’m around enough

I know they proud and shit, but do they like they son?

Am I the man I claim to be?

So, when the curtain fall, still the kid obsessed with Pokemon and Curtain Call?

My head been fucked up for a while if I’m being honest

Ain’t enjoy my blessings, too concerned if I deserved 'em all

Aim their sights on the A-list

Anxious type, I need maintenance

You shall honor my lateness that I showed up to this fake shit

This shit a movie, moving true in the Matrix

Called up: wonder what would happen if we made the loser famous?

I’m a boy at heart

With a old man’s soul

Told me: «play your part»

Only way I know

I’m a boy at heart

With a old man’s soul

Told me: «play your part»

Only way I know

Wow, bitch

You’re really not gonna answer right now?

Okay, bitch

You Edward loser, ahha, okay

I’m a boy at heart

With a old man’s soul

Told me: «play your part»

Only way I know

I’m a boy at heart

With a old man’s soul

Told me: «play your part»

Only way I know

Trav, what’s up, my dude?

I’m getting the uh, the baller blocking and you’re forwarding the call,

so I know you’re getting the call, but you ain’t even tryina holla at your boy.

Okay, I see how it is -- you ain’t shit