make me an artist Lyrics

Yuh

Ugh

Much Better

Yea, ugh

Writin' on a flight like I needa get my bars up (up)

I seen a star, but it ain't leave me star struck

I often wonder, if Ima go far enough (huh, huh)

I always cared what people thought I wish I didn't but that's not that case (yuh)

You never knew I had a poker face (Yuh)

You never knew that my heart was like an open safe (YUH)

I got certain memories stuck on replay, I can't erase

Damn (damn, damn)

Stuck on replay like

Ima DJ like

I'm runnin' laps round that track like a relay, right (huh, yea)

I gotta know (ugh) I gotta know

If I got hella melodies do that make me an artist

If I express my pain, is that make me an artist

What if I change my name, do that make me an artist

What if I never did believe that I could really be the hardest (ugh)

Could I still be a artist (still be a artist, still be a artist, yea)

What if I told you in my head it's the darkest, could I

Could I still be a artist (still be a artist, still be a artist, yea)

Regardless, of who I am or where my heart is (ugh, yea)

You know I always been creative, as a kid piano playin', In middle school I was paintin' (dun dun dun)

It help me get away from the reality, the actuality of all the tragedy

All the times the world was bad to me (ugh)

This ain't a pity party (nah) this a litty party (yuh)

I gotta keep my spirits elevated

Like a ghost on a elevator (haha)

But this what make me an artist, the best part of it all is I got my people right beside me, it's the love I acknowledge

(Yea yea, ugh, yea yea, ugh)

It's goin' up down, but ain't no T-pain baby

I might be up now, but then I feel down later

Ima creator I'm hot as a hot potato I know that my time is comin' I leave it all on the table (yea yea, ugh)

And this what make me an artist (ugh)

I gotta know (ugh) I gotta know

If I got hella melodies do that make me an artist

If I express my pain, is that make me an artist

What if I change my name, do that make me an artist

What if I never did believe that I could really be the hardest (ugh)

Could I still be a artist (still be a artist, still be a artist, yea)

What if I told you in my head it's the darkest, could I

Could I still be a artist (still be a artist, still be a artist, yea)

Regardless, of who I am or where my heart is (ugh, yea)