Long Story Short

Look, I don’t need your blessing to do whatever I love

But I want the credit I’m doin that’s all the same

I know I don’t need your attention to get a buzz but that shit is like a drug I can feel it in my veins

I can see how people change when they get it

Didn’t know the ego and the claim came wit it but the pain stays hidden

Happy on the outside, pose for the cameras, started at the heart let it grow like cancer and you don’t know how to fix it

Same shit different day no complaints tho the only focus gettin paid Throw a lotta money yeah they hope it goes away

If it don’t I’ll prolly smoke until I end up in the grave, can you dig it

This’ll only take a minute

This’ll only take a minute

Tryna keep a long story short

Before I even get to finish, they be like: