Not Supposed To Be Here

Lyrics

[Intro] Never Too Different Yeah, yeah Alright, yeah [Verse 1] At thirteen, I joined cyphers in Boston, I took the train My first time out the north shore before tour and the fame Surrounded by these Black and Spanish dudes, middle or late twenties They could tell I lived a sheltered life, they still chose to respect me I was timid, they were braver I would spit, but they were better Talkin' 'bout much realer things Dead friends and gang pressure I would just rap about rappin' But they still were never haters Huggin' my mom when they met her Told her her son's gon' be major My dad wasn't the bravest So I looked up to those dudes as real men, my motivation Way more talented than me They said the bar that I was chasin' Fast-forward, I'm the only one who made it Nah, I'm not supposed to be here [Verse 2] My neighbors drive a Tesla, young daughter in the backseat Get mad when I whip fast down the cul-de-sac happy My other neighbors are a older couple, maybe sixties Probably worked their whole life to get that house and drive that Bentley Four levels, big door, long, tall stairs On the other side, there's a crib like theirs Three young kids, early twenties, no parents Every Friday night, eight other cars are next to theirs And I wonder what they think Do they even know there's just that one kid payin' for it? The two others are his bros Getting used to a lifestyle they may never reach alone They think that I'm doing them a favor, but I don't know What happens when I wanna move or wanna be alone? Am I selfish? Do I trick my friends with life that ain't their own? Five-star meals, cleaning ladies are the norm I love my fucking dogs, I'd do anything for 'em I wanna take 'em with me everywhere, that's what I do it for But are they gon' resent me if one day I cannot do it no more? Feel like I'm trickin' fate and all these blessings might disguise a spoiled kid with homies I gotta remind that we're not supposed to be here [Verse 3] It could be just coincidence or maybe fate planned it The house that I moved into with my money from Atlantic was my dream house 'Til I realized where I got the dream from It looked exactly like my best friend's house in seventh grade The same house I used to steal from When he was out of town I used to break in with my older friend and look around And take anythin' of value that I saw The most ironic part about it all is that the kid who lived there wasn't just a friend He was the only kid who convinced me to put my music on the internet Without him, I never would be on these steps Now this house is just a stark reminder of the bad friend I've always been Liar that I've always been, cheater and deceiver still Lucky motherfucker, but know how to play the victim still They tell me I fell off and fans defend me, nah, it's okay I promise, I'm not even supposed to be here in the first place