My Music Call Me Karizma

[Intro]
Don't wanna miss my pride
Don't wanna miss a show
Don't wanna miss my pride
Don't wanna miss a show

[Verse 1]
Yeah, when I was ten, I was close to it
I never thought music would take me this far
It was basically art, wanted us suit in black tide like my dad had
I wanted like four nights passed with the red hat
Now I'm sleeping on the back
Not in it, if I could just show my dad that I'm winning
Even though I'm broken, broke's a total understatement
I think about these shows and lot of folks that love my statement
I've opened up for legends, but to 'em I'm just a basic
Not even close to great, I mean, can we say I'm underrated?
You just ocurred, I flip the bird and dollars down now
Tell me how's wrong to say "Fuck the job"
When a hundred girls would listen to my songs
Now I'm okay, not in currency
'Cause currently I have less money than Burger King compared to Rodney McDonald
I need some time with a bottle, you're wasting time with a bottle
Writing like Harry Styles, only night he lived hella bar

[Chorus]
I just feel nothing but stress
You just want me to relax, always seem fucking depressed
That's me, did you have to suck for success?
Mom, I'm not in the bet
I'm hoping I'm up on the next, and happy
I just feel nothing but stress
You just want me to relax, always seem fucking depressed
That's me, did you have to suck for success?
Mom, I'm not in the bet
I'm hoping I'm up on the next, and happy, yeah