Word Around the Town Lyrics

See all the fam really had was a flight and a dream

So now I'm thinking I ain't make 'less I'm up on a screen

'Less I'm dancing like I'm MJ but without Billie Jean

Swear I dream about it daily, what a life it would be

Till I get it for myself, who am I to really tell

Whether money gon' buy happiness, fame and all the flashiness

Calling up a manager to ask if my new album hit

Talking like a vet with all the plaques and the acknowledgement

Seven figure checks, just a brag bout how I'm signing it

Pull up to the dealer, never question if I'm buying it

Moving presidential, boy, yeah, you know I'm flying in

Living every day like the kid just hit retirement

But whoa, how'd I think so far ahead

Said I'm tweaking, girl, was it something that I said

Hitting on my line, girl, I'm tryna go to bed

Wake up in the AM, I'm just tryna get this bread

Word around the town, I'm the hot boy now

Cruisin' 'round the city with my windows down

Got 'em turning heads, yeah, there's never been a doubt

Never missed me then, but she missing on me now

See me as a rookie, but I'm moving like a vet

Got you runnin' circles, trust me, I don't break a sweat

Been up in the game, shit, you came up off the bench

Know they hate to see me win, so I do that shit again

Saying that I'm crazy, girl, you must be outcha head

If I tell you that I love you, shit, it might just be pretend

Know you love attention, you just do it for the gram

If you think the grass is greener, baby, hop over the fence

I've been tryna change, I've been tryna make some sense

Stuck up in my ways, I just never get the chance

Never kick it back, never wait to catch a breath

Cause I'm scared of looking back and knowing I got some regrets

Fuck all of the noise, I'm just tryna represent

Got some shit to say, then go say it with your chest

Money on my mind, 22, I'm chasing cheques

Late nights in the stu', I go cook it up again

Word around the town, I'm the hot boy now

Cruisin' 'round the city with my windows down

Got 'em turning heads, yeah, there's never been a doubt

Never missed me then, but she missing on me now

Way I'm breaking bad, swear I need me a preacher

I've been locked up in the basement with these beats and a speaker

I've been sending texts to God, hopin' one day he sees them

Never been a quitter, never switch when that heat come

Said I'm moving solo, only you think I need ya

Slamming on the gas, let me put on my seatbelt

Know I got potential, give a fuck 'bout some speed bumps

Got a lot of numbers, baby, where did I meet ya?

Word around the town, I'm the hot boy now

Cruisin' 'round the city with my windows down

Got 'em turning heads, yeah, there's never been a doubt

Never missed me then, but she missing on me now