WHAT IS IT LIKE, TO BE LIKED?

I'm pussy stuntin', I look stunnin' every night You wish my money was your money, but it's mine Got a lot of friends, got a brand-new Benz and a DUI I don't like that bitch, she not on the list, so I hit decline I need your attention I need your attention Come take my picture, I get richer when my day's long New Balenciaga or that Prada I don't pay for They love my fashion, love my dancing on the stage floor I look so handsome in my mansion that's a rental I need your attention I bleed for attention Hope I'm remembered, I surrender to the changes I guess I'm lucky, get to club in different places Burn through my money, I skip town, move in with family Get away from all the people who will never understand me, yeah Ah, fuck all the parties I'm still nobody, I, I, I need a new hobby All that they see in me is a, a cheaper copy But I'ma go out like a star, they'll all be sorry I-I-I-I-I-I-I, I wanna die I wish I lived a different life, I lost that time Can't get it back, and so I cry all day and night Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be so liked Be so liked Liked Liked Liked