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can i? - bobby button lyrics

(chorus one)
can i?
make a million off a rap tune
make a million off a rap tune!
cole world, going crazy in the cl-ssroooooom
had to make it out the vacuum

(verse one)
uh, it was me or someone else
hate the concept of money, but love the concept of wealth
always thought it was funny but learned to laugh at myself
and that’s the problem with ego, we roll with the hand were dealt..
aw yeah, god dam!
too busy talking to god, amen
what’s the point of saying prayers, people he don’t answer..
couldn’t care what you eat, but stressing about cancer
i don’t know, i understand it’s my own decision
and everything i’ve ever thought will be brought to fruition
that’s all the way from who i love, to the spot that i’m living
all i’ve ever wanted was a shot so i bought the syringes
i get it, humans are pr-ne to defeat
that’s from the second that we stand up alone on our feet
and then religion can come and hold your hope and belief
but where’s your vision all i notice is ghosts on the street
the rich think that we’re broke and in peace
society, that’s as a whole is broken in pieces
in dire need of making change, like kelly and regis
entire families can crumble they in debt to the visas
sunsets and edm on a beach in ibiza
and these are men that young children consider their leaders
d-mn, it’s so sad man i hate the system..
the second someone want to question they so quick dismiss him
and then he missing, mia, and they awol
sailing away on pills, prescription meds that are fatal
so totalitarian it’s reminiscent of adolf
but on a subtle level you never notice ’til they fall

(bridge)
i’m getting carried away..
all caught up in the hatred that i’m feeling today
always caught up in my thought, they can ruin a day
nothing new i’m getting used to always feeling this way..
the way i..
live, love, laugh, smile, cry
sing, jump, dance, while, die
never get it twisted, man i’m glad to be alive
grab the pen and the paper should never keep it inside

(chorus two)
can i?
make a million off a rap tune
can i?
make a million off a rap tune
spit a verse on bet up in the backroom, giving all the viewers pins and needles like a tattoo

(verse two)
underrated, celebrated my fears
motivated by weakness and not afraid of some tears
life has been so monotonous another cog in the gears, since everything been the same, ain’t celebrated in years
now it’s time, i’m happy to be alive
second coming with music before i’d knew i had died
every morning i woke up i knew i’d grew up inside
so moments that we would blow up or lose i take ’em in stride
preparation essential, you can’t escape your potential
been writing, rapping in secret while keeping it presidential
and education’s essential, the system is detrimental
that’s part of the reason quitting was easy, not sentimental
and i know, i’ve quantified all the risk
i wanna sign up again like my mind is playing a trick
i hate it, i hate it, hate it
the poison is seepin’ through
and it might influence my brain
but my veins are pumpin’ that truth
so can i?
make a million off a rap tune?
wake up early in the morning with a mad view?
sun rising through the buildings in my city and knowing that this release is only just the beginning and we gone..

- bobby button lyrics

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