I could write a record full of radio songs
Do a bunch of features that my label would love
Do a bunch of features that I don't even like
Just to build up the hype,
yeah
I could sell my house and move out to LA
Get inside the rooms with the biggest of names
Hire 50 people just to give me advice
On the way I should write
Oh God,
yeah Sounds like a nightmare if you ask me, yeah
Went from my bedroom to the big leagues
You know how many times that I was told things wouldn't work but worked out
Having cold feet didn't keep me from success but delayed it some
I used to be the guy who killed it getting number one
I had to hear that song's a hit before I thought it was
But nowadays I don't really give a what! Oh God!
Mike catch me at the award show
Eating popcorn in the back row
Catching Z's with my hat low
No nominations but it's cool though Oh God!
You might see me in the same clothes
I had on last week in my shame though
Yeah, you heard this saying if it ain't broke
Don't fix it, that's my motto
Yeah,
I miss buying CDs at the store
And thumbing through the cases trying to make a choice
Yeah, that'll make no sense to you,
well of course See, one man's inconvenience is another's joy
Wow, wow, how are you unemployed?
Telling me to get a life,
you should look at yours Yup,
congratulations,
you can raise your voice
Hope you break both of your legs falling off your horse
Oh snap, this is the industry
Where it ain't how big you are,
it's how big you seem
Where people sacrifice the art trying to chase a dream
And they wonder what their music's like in creativity
Oh yeah,
would it give anything
To be respected by the artists I was listening to
But not no more,
them days are history Skip the rag carpet,
you looking for me?
Oh God!
You might catch me at the award show Eating popcorn in the back row
Catching Z's with my hat low No nominations,
but it's cool though Oh God!
You might see me in the same clothes I had on last week in my same note
You heard this sayin' if it ain't broke,
don't switch it, that's my motto
Got my feet propped up,
leave my shirts untucked
I'm the boss, so what?
I do what I want, I guess
You got the trophy, that's great,
I'm happy for you, no hate
Still got a smile on my face,
chillin' in the back like, ayy Oh God,
yeah, you might catch me at the award show
Eating popcorn in the back row
Catching Z's with my hat low
No nominations but it's cool though
Oh God, you might see me in the same clothes
I had on last week in my shame, no
Yeah, you heard this saying,
if it ain't broke
Don't fix it, that's my motto whoa