Lyrics Imposter Syndrome - Vinayvvs

High society mein na karu fit in
Log idhar nakli, yaad aati streets ki
Yaad aati peace ki, yaad aata maa ka tiffin
Sochta main paisa yeh curse yaha blessing
Kyuke price iss paise ki living
Kaise mere sapne poore hore par dost mere missing

Streets pe ek-do saal kiya fit in
Gareebi mein saatra saal kiya fit in
Ab high-society karu na fit in
Gehre inke jeb, badhe yeh log, par yeh snake, drama hai bohot
Shukar hai na hua born ismein
Kyuki phir na hote big sapne
Na hota struggle, life in a bubble, na milte mujhe bhailog apne
High-society karu na fit in
Hood na mere se bahar hai kisko main kidding
Har raat tripping, life ka yeh new edition
Rahu main real trap boy na bulu main mission
Mera vision na partitioned
Bas imposter syndrome se dimaag imprisoned
Karu na main belong
High society karu na main belong
Par ab na koi choice, ab streets na de mujhe home
Shayad yehi tha mere liye destined all along

Shayad yehi tha uppar God ka plan
High life na badlegi merko
Real trap boy rahu real kyuke khoye maine men
Ab paise waale aas paas, paise mere pas bhi, par na inke jaisa main
Kabhi na banu main aisa
Samne smile aur small talk, piche chaaku gussah
Yeh sab kaise hai itne fake, jebein bhaari par dil khaali
Rooh hai bhiki, shukar na main inke jaisa
Music thi pehle hobby
Malum na tha aisi hai industry
Kash music rakhta hobby life thi better waisa

Streets pe ek-do saal kiya fit in
Gareebi mein saatra saal kiya fit in
Ab high-society karu na fit in
Gehre inke jeb, badhe yeh log, par yeh snake, drama hai bohot
Shukar hai na hua born ismein
Kyuki phir na hote big sapne
Na hota struggle, life in a bubble, na milte mujhe bhailog apne
High-society karu na fit in
Hood na mere se bahar hai kisko main kidding
Har raat tripping, life ka yeh new edition
Rahu main real trap boy na bulu main mission
Mera vision na partitioned
Bas imposter syndrome se dimaag imprisoned
Karu na main belong
High society karu na main belong
Par ab na koi choice, ab streets na de mujhe home
Shayad yehi tha mere liye destined all along

I mean it's crazy when you go from a world of streets
Where people talk, dress and speak and do shit a certain way
To a whole new world where people were born with so much money
More than they can count
You feel me, like, it's just different
I don't fit in here