Stagestruck
Lyrics
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe I'm just stagestruck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far
All these people wanna know me
Try'na get close just to make it in my family
All these fake people try'na come to my party
I know life's bigga than driving in an Audi
And I'm not that cool
People wanna use me for my big ass pool
When it comes to love, it's push not pull
Swear I thought I was above, but I'm minuscule, ay
And I'm not that gay, that's the happy word
Not the Y.M.C.A., Thresh in my back
Usin' up his flay, pullin' out my soul
I'm not able to play
But, I got no game. Sitting at the top yet I feel no fame
People watch me, chilling in the backseat
Telling me what to do
What to eat, when to sleep, ay!
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe just I'm just stagestruck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far
And I miss my mom
Would you proud that I'm using a bong
Fought to top, yet I cannot stop
Hit a bop, ease drop, make a shortstop hop. Oh
Table top, hip hop
Try'na make it big in pop
Maintain mountaintop
Don't swap your heart for a window shop backdrop
Build a workshop
Start your own damn sharecrop
Up on a rooftop, feel no dewdrops
Runnin' a bookshop, with no Aesop
Four way street, with invisible stop signs
Cars on fleek, no metropolis skylines
Makin' it front page, got no headlines
Can't see myself on TV cable lines
I'm a math teacher but I can't read cosines
I'm a damn doctor but I can't read lifelines
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe I'm just stagestruck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far
I know I'm stuck. I'm working on fixing that
Please don't go away. I just need another day
Working on my attitude, I know that I can be rude
Please don't ever leave me to my pessimistic solitude
I know, good luck. It's thanks to you I give a fuck
It really matters who you are. Deep inside down in my heart
I know you're here. I have been feeling so far
And deep down inside my own heart, I'm starting to embrace the stars!
Ooh!
Now I have you near, not far
Ooh!
Now I have you here, not far
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I do give a fuck
It may matter who you are. Now I have you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe just I'm just stagestruck
It may matter who you are. Now I have you here, not far
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
I finally know who I am
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe I'm just stagestruck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far
All these people wanna know me
Try'na get close just to make it in my family
All these fake people try'na come to my party
I know life's bigga than driving in an Audi
And I'm not that cool
People wanna use me for my big ass pool
When it comes to love, it's push not pull
Swear I thought I was above, but I'm minuscule, ay
And I'm not that gay, that's the happy word
Not the Y.M.C.A., Thresh in my back
Usin' up his flay, pullin' out my soul
I'm not able to play
But, I got no game. Sitting at the top yet I feel no fame
People watch me, chilling in the backseat
Telling me what to do
What to eat, when to sleep, ay!
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe just I'm just stagestruck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far
And I miss my mom
Would you proud that I'm using a bong
Fought to top, yet I cannot stop
Hit a bop, ease drop, make a shortstop hop. Oh
Table top, hip hop
Try'na make it big in pop
Maintain mountaintop
Don't swap your heart for a window shop backdrop
Build a workshop
Start your own damn sharecrop
Up on a rooftop, feel no dewdrops
Runnin' a bookshop, with no Aesop
Four way street, with invisible stop signs
Cars on fleek, no metropolis skylines
Makin' it front page, got no headlines
Can't see myself on TV cable lines
I'm a math teacher but I can't read cosines
I'm a damn doctor but I can't read lifelines
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe I'm just stagestruck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far
I know I'm stuck. I'm working on fixing that
Please don't go away. I just need another day
Working on my attitude, I know that I can be rude
Please don't ever leave me to my pessimistic solitude
I know, good luck. It's thanks to you I give a fuck
It really matters who you are. Deep inside down in my heart
I know you're here. I have been feeling so far
And deep down inside my own heart, I'm starting to embrace the stars!
Ooh!
Now I have you near, not far
Ooh!
Now I have you here, not far
I know I'm stuck. Maybe I do give a fuck
It may matter who you are. Now I have you near, not far
I know, good luck. Maybe just I'm just stagestruck
It may matter who you are. Now I have you here, not far
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
I finally know who I am
Writer(s): Jesse Feliciano
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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