Lyrics Thoughts From My Mind - Little Rockstar

Okay, Here we go

Lot of things on my mind that I
Lot of things on my - oh
Lot of things on my mind
Lot of things on my

Complete a couple word finds in a Cafe
As another theme ties, I don't need a valet
'Cause I've shown my drive, if I haven't I may
Though March introducing Minimum Wage
(Darling don't forget about me)
Please excuse me, I had to turn that page
This song is like a roadie, here to set the stage
I've made myself, ain't no money made
Target Runs with Mase, Market I might crash
Items get replaced, people can't come back
Cherish everyday, don't know when'll be the last
Costly my mistake, how much I wish I had
I must'n force it, Ahsoka, I must align with the moment
I never rocked Patagonia but took Birk inspo' from Nolen
We used to freestyle in class in the back of Ms. Paullin's
I recall I was trash, possessed a passion and polished
I had no interest in college, took an alternate path
Now I'm testing my knowledge, I used to study Cole tracks
Smoke Al Capone's by the pack, Al from Ashstan
Cognac dipped from my Dad, to me it's been passed
Vulnerability has been a struggle at times
Though I'm trying through lines to voice these thoughts from my mind
Ride my bike on a Friday evening
Friends like trees, got a funny way of leaving
Renegade kid I got nothing to believe in

When they care more about what's on your wrist than in your heart
When they listen to clout more than the words that you impart
When you can't even trust your own account, lack the funds
A journal amounts to metamorphosis begun
I watched them poison the young, We're dopamine addicted
Chemical Breeze in the lungs, guess nature's been evicted
Trading a drug for Social MEdia
If everyone has followers Is anyone a leader?

I'm a Renegade, Young hothead
Little Rockstar? Maybe, not yet
After all this my first lil' project
First lil' tape was a process
"First lil' tape was a hot mess"
First lil' tape was it nonsense?
So much weight on my conscience
So much hate in the comments
When the tape drops will ya' hate me?
Will ya' talk down? Will ya' shame me?
Will ya' listen? Will ya' play me?
Would you diss it? Would you praise me?
I guess it's just a matter of time
My mind finds new lines to rhyme
Got a new chick and I'm glad she's mine
I hope she never change even tho she a dime
It's been real, Thoughts from my mind