I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Stackin up my paper
Now my wallet can't fold
Used to bump my favorite rappers
Now my wrists be hella cold
Used to dream about this shit
Don't know how many sites I've scrolled
Still I'm waiting on the day
Until my music gon explode
Imagine going platinum
All my shows be out of tickets
All these people buy my album
If he doubt me he a cricket
All these bitches love my music
Instead all I got are haters
When I blow they all gon listen
Tourin home I'll see you later
I just wanna make it
Long way from my basement
I be cruisin in a spaceship
Tell all my friends I'm paid bitch
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
I just want my music to turn out
Like kieth moons drum set
I just want a mansion in the hills
I just wanna watch the sunset
Recognition to my name
All the money what I come get
Until the day I make it
I ain't ever gon be done yet
Boutta drop a couple milli
On my dresser
Boutta cop a car with heated seats
Made leather
Boutta to have a couple digits
In my net worth
I ain't gonna stop
Till I'm the greatest rapper ever
The road to the cash
Got the pedal to metal
No going down
Till I'm hotter than a kettle
Feelin like ferg
I'm on a whole new level
Who woulda thought that I'd come far
From a paper and a pencil
Catch me cruisin in my rari
Windows tinted no one saw me
Now my neck so goddamn cold
Bitch the sun could never thaw me
F*ck the weed 3 cups of coffee
All I need this shit inside me
Now I'm waiting on the day
When interscope gon sign me
I've been grinding got no money
In my savings maybe ninety
Give a week to drop this tape
Claim my victory, nike
I just wanna make it
Long way from my basement
I be cruisin in a spaceship
Tell all my friends I'm paid bitch
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
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I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Stackin up my paper
Now my wallet can't fold
Used to bump my favorite rappers
Now my wrists be hella cold
Used to dream about this shit
Don't know how many sites I've scrolled
Still I'm waiting on the day
Until my music gon explode
Imagine going platinum
All my shows be out of tickets
All these people buy my album
If he doubt me he a cricket
All these bitches love my music
Instead all I got are haters
When I blow they all gon listen
Tourin home I'll see you later
I just wanna make it
Long way from my basement
I be cruisin in a spaceship
Tell all my friends I'm paid bitch
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
I just want my music to turn out
Like kieth moons drum set
I just want a mansion in the hills
I just wanna watch the sunset
Recognition to my name
All the money what I come get
Until the day I make it
I ain't ever gon be done yet
Boutta drop a couple milli
On my dresser
Boutta cop a car with heated seats
Made leather
Boutta to have a couple digits
In my net worth
I ain't gonna stop
Till I'm the greatest rapper ever
The road to the cash
Got the pedal to metal
No going down
Till I'm hotter than a kettle
Feelin like ferg
I'm on a whole new level
Who woulda thought that I'd come far
From a paper and a pencil
Catch me cruisin in my rari
Windows tinted no one saw me
Now my neck so goddamn cold
Bitch the sun could never thaw me
F*ck the weed 3 cups of coffee
All I need this shit inside me
Now I'm waiting on the day
When interscope gon sign me
I've been grinding got no money
In my savings maybe ninety
Give a week to drop this tape
Claim my victory, nike
I just wanna make it
Long way from my basement
I be cruisin in a spaceship
Tell all my friends I'm paid bitch
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Stackin up my paper
Now my wallet can't fold
Used to bump my favorite rappers
Now my wrists be hella cold
Used to dream about this shit
Don't know how many sites I've scrolled
Still I'm waiting on the day
Until my music gon explode
Imagine going platinum
All my shows be out of tickets
All these people buy my album
If he doubt me he a cricket
All these bitches love my music
Instead all I got are haters
When I blow they all gon listen
Tourin home I'll see you later
I just wanna make it
Long way from my basement
I be cruisin in a spaceship
Tell all my friends I'm paid bitch
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
I just want my music to turn out
Like kieth moons drum set
I just want a mansion in the hills
I just wanna watch the sunset
Recognition to my name
All the money what I come get
Until the day I make it
I ain't ever gon be done yet
Boutta drop a couple milli
On my dresser
Boutta cop a car with heated seats
Made leather
Boutta to have a couple digits
In my net worth
I ain't gonna stop
Till I'm the greatest rapper ever
The road to the cash
Got the pedal to metal
No going down
Till I'm hotter than a kettle
Feelin like ferg
I'm on a whole new level
Who woulda thought that I'd come far
From a paper and a pencil
Catch me cruisin in my rari
Windows tinted no one saw me
Now my neck so goddamn cold
Bitch the sun could never thaw me
F*ck the weed 3 cups of coffee
All I need this shit inside me
Now I'm waiting on the day
When interscope gon sign me
I've been grinding got no money
In my savings maybe ninety
Give a week to drop this tape
Claim my victory, nike
I just wanna make it
Long way from my basement
I be cruisin in a spaceship
Tell all my friends I'm paid bitch
I wonder what it feel like
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
Writer: Y K
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid