KLOUT Lyrics

Well Mary, Lets Pretend your life is a movie shall we?

We rewind it, it ends, your dead.

How was it?

My feelings would be best expressed in a monologue

Friday Nights Lights the big stage

I Got hoop dreams, I don't do it to get paid

I want a little limelight, gotta shine bright in the wintertime

All I learned in school it matters where you cross the finish line

Tryna have the baddest bitch n lose her on my Brady shit

Fame last 15 minutes and I can't be out here wasting it

You can catch acting like a fool up on the jumbotron

On my worst behavior no one said that I'd be living long

Tell the paparazzi to focus and get they cameras ready

Golden girls licking my plate, I got the sauce call me Betty

These bright lights got me actin out like Crocker

Fuck an IG model, leak the tape and then I'll block her

Tryna have my name in all the internet blogs

Turn every Karen to a fan and go a fuck a few moms

Whatever needs to happen to stay relevant

Tryna have the klout to pull a pornstar turn her celibate

I'm just a bench player dreaming of being the starter

I can't shoot like Steph Klay, but hit the lane like I was Carter

Grinding all day and all night to be a centerfold

Someone call professor I've been trippin off the chemical

Living in a world where they say money buys you happiness

You can pay for friends but do they really have you back n shit

What's goin happen when that card don't cover when they ask for shit

Think they goin love you when not buyin 'em Saks Fifth

You try to keep me trapped here in this small town like a little animal.

But I am busting out, Daddy!

I'm going to see the world, and the world is going to see me!