Zion Piagetti - Fashion Shows Lyrics

He was a young boy
He had a big dream of selling out shows
Cover magazines
Movie scenes
Blockbuster tickets to Tinseltown
Messed with a waitress that came around
He was on top of the world for a split second
Then came the crash
Cymbals
Gimbals
Hold steady
Not ready
For this
Oooo
Where's young boy now?
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
Throw it in a circle
Throw it in a circle babe
My turtle neck is choking me all day
You can have a pen but not be a penman
Where's your penmanship?
You left it alone in your grandmas casket
You can't save her man
Rewrite her story or bring her back
And I bet she's fine with that
Oooh
Oooh
You gon relate to me differently
You got a millie out back
You gon relate to me differently
You gotta problem with that?
You gotta problem consistently
How am I dealing with that?
Manager show her the door
Managing you no more
Tension is rising you know that it's true
Sunrise hits different when your not in view
Telling my story to only a few
About the sacrifices I made for you
Where's young boy now?
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the clothes and the fashion shows
He got addicted to the money and the hoes and the honeys and
The cute little bunnies with the toes and the hunnids
Got him paying for the funny looking bows they stuntin
And it's all fun and games till the boys start running oh
Oooh
Oooh
Back again