Текст песни Easiest to Write (Hardest to Sing) - Quadeca

These are the easiest to write but the hardest to sing Got everything
I'd ever need I can't be wanting a thing But to be honest I could
Really use that car or a ring And I've got some clout but I can't
Stop till I'm a star or a king But I want my mom to know I've got a
Stable job but I think That I'm underwater with these expectations
Watching me sink Can't escape it in their eyes it's like they're
Watching me blink But I don't know how many dollars that this songs
Gonna bring I wish my numbers were a bit bigger I wish my girl was
Just a bit thicker I wish that I was just a bit richer
Short cut a bit quicker You only look at photos on a i
Phone like how could you see a big picture Me and you we got some
Backwards priorities You tryna smash through the past up in your frat
Or sorority I'm tryna master my craft fuck that whole trap into
Normalcy It's boring me All I need is a lack of authority And fuck
The majority got me feeling alienated My songs so out of this world
People claim that aliens made em Cause maybe I'm crazy but please
Don't blame me, hate me Just listen Living a dream's fucking with my
Circadian rhythm [Chorus] Oh hi to the secrets of my life When they
Get to talking I will see it's alright I'm like oh hi to the secrets
Of my life I just wanna make a million But I keep falling victim to
Opinions yea I wanna stack it up They wanna see me packing up [Verse
2] They don't want me to go on a trap beat They just want me to go to
The backstreets Selling rap beefs for some fast cheese It's past me
Wanna steer the wheel but I'm still stuck up in the backseat I feel
Like I'm being driven by all my passengers I imagine a Tesla but
Really I'm in the Acura All I ever wanted,
But fuck I know I don't have enough
Got me mad as fuck when I add it up.
Like I brag for what?
Say they can't understand but say that I don't rap fast enough I been
Crafting these tracks like what will actually grasp enough Had to
Take step back And realize who I'm rapping for Who I'm mining my
Passion for Who the fuck's really counting score I do this shit for
Myself I don't need anyone else Then I'm alone Then no one's calling
My phone Then I'll be calling for help With no one around I might
Fall and make a sound But no one hears it till I drown Till my body
Hit the ground Till they walk me into town Like look who the fuck
That we found [Chorus] Oh hi to the secrets of my life When they get
To talking I will see it's alright I'm like oh hi to the secrets of
My life I just wanna make a million But I keep falling victim
To opinions yea I wanna stack it up They wanna see me packing up