[bad word] bones_public

lyrics

while you wake up and get your cake up
 [bad word] i lay up while i pick my poison
rolling while you going out and showing why they should adore you
hope that you get all the fame
dance around on top the stage get everything you dreamed
then tell me bones "it just don't feel the same"
you still get soaked in the rain
money don't exclude you from pain
fame ain't nothing but a single syllable that we use to say
"known by some people" but not known [bad word] either
thinking you know me from a song 
is like summing up someone from a voicemail
no rhymes no time codes could keep me inside my rhythm
never need em im conceited blunts die every time i hit em
hold up let me get myself together