What's Here ft. Noah Zelem Lyrics

Shouldn't I be happy now? I made it

Shouldn't I be satisfied? I'm famous

Worked my whole life for this for greatness

Now everyone knows me and what my name is

My car is foreign and my house is spacious

But the journey here was far from painless

Take my career and put it in stasis

Don't wanna fall off the thought got me anxious

The pressure's unbearable I barely function

Don't think it's likable scrap the production

I do it for people and not for myself

Put me through hell a place that I'm stuck in

Now I got friends but they just want clout

Or money or fame or a job or shoutout

It ain't the same as when I first set out

People DMing me since they found out

They found out I climbed to the top

And so now I'm their homie and now they won't stop

They keep telling me I always helped you a lot

Can you do me a favor? No I cannot

Tryna remember the times that you thought of me

How can you say I'm the one who forgot?

So you went to the comments and said I fell off

Nah you tripping I worked for this fame that I got

Then I stopped to think maybe I'm the one who's tripping

I made it to the top but I feel so distant

From the ones that I love man it got me missing

My days as a human but the time is ticking

I'm falling apart look at my condition

I'm rich but I'm broke and I need some fixing

God I wanna go back now I'm reminiscing

Will I ever be the same? Imma keep on wishing

Think back to before I was big

They secretly knew I was lit

But only my friends would admit

When I tried to flex they told me to sit

Now everyone tells me I'm bigger than big

I see through the lies and the holes that you dig

It hurts me inside 'cause I can't trust my friends

Turn off my phone my ex calling again

I ain't trusting my friends I ain't trusting myself

And the people who care about me and my health

I ain't trusting my God when I'm needing some help

Only trust in my fame only trust in my wealth

It's funny the money says "in God we trust"

But then it turned to a god but then it turned to dust

He told me that the love of money is the root of all evil

But I keep tryna fit a camel through the eye of a needle

The lack of money used to be my problem never thought it would turn into having too much

Real fake old new friends calling and I gotta choose which calls I pick up

Climb all these steps til I hit the top I look and there's no one around

Hit the stars but now I'm falling it's ironic I just wanna hit the ground

Living my dreams on stage but now looking out I just wanna be the crowd

Looking at all I achieved but I'm starting to doubt if this is what life is about

Coulda sworn that my vision was clear

Now I'm seeing it all disappear

'Cause I thought that this was my year

But if this is it then what's here?