Astro - Stranger lyrics

rate me

I’m a stranger in my own world

The darkness came down and took over

‘Cause from the outside, the game looks lovely

The women, the money, the cars, all this because of some balls?

Tours everywhere, it’s a miracle, lyrical skills pay the bills

Senseless chicks let you get some feels

Got your momma proud, let her see you rocking the crowds

After the standing ovations, you take a bow

You got it all now, people around you hyping

The only thing missing is excitement, damn

All that anticipation for the call but you could’ve waited

Private plane, you feeling lost on the trips to Vegas

In hotel rooms, momma dying like beans for some sugar from you

But you got an album to sell soon, your stress at an all-time high

No insulin still, you gotta pay your career that you’ve been living with

Envisioned it when you was living with rats and roaches

And now you got it but don’t know how to approach it

Associates is only around for good moments

The checks bring guests than me, you know it

Wanted to get behind the curtains then finally let you go

Only for you to realize the show it’s just a show

And everything set up by the stage guys

When the executioner arrives, they apologize

Goons and booze, what happened, you mastered in rapping

This supposed to be your thing, you were supposed to be the king

You did it on the corner with your homies, it was natural

Should’ve take the weight off your shoulder but it’s the stature

All you got is talent, those spitting real made you a star

But you ain’t prepared for the extra more reckless

The love is dead, son, you got six twos

Depending on the pen and the paper to get you to create

Wanted to shine through your lines but the business is tangent

Today’s game, the real MC is just a stranger

‘Cause all I really need is the microphone

And a dope beat, bro, will that get me home?

I don’t know man, I don’t know man, I don’t know man

I don’t know, I don’t know

‘Cause all I really know is the microphone

And the real beats, bro, will that get me home?

I don’t know man, I don’t know man, I don’t know man

I don’t know, I don’t know

Enough time in the ring to know you bring more than they ever brought

So all of them better sing you praises when your flag get to waving in the wind

Standing tall for it all and know that you’ve never been

Dreams and ambitions and keeping your hands in it

And how you say what you say but it seems they can’t get it

Nice enough to be crowned as corner king

Living for the pen like all you know is you want a ring

And then it all comes down from afar and everything that you saw is nothing like what you thought

Truly yours, this whole shit’s a façade, they gonna send you their odds, hope that it evens out

And if not, then pick a card, any card

With the lights and the fame that you might’ve saw

You knew the dictators know nothing about what our corners do

Try to win by any means at any cost, I promise, you see a scene and you won’t fiend us anymore

Not anymore

‘Cause all I really need is the microphone

And a dope beat, bro, will that get me home?

I don’t know man, I don’t know man, I don’t know man

I don’t know, I don’t know

‘Cause all I really know is the microphone

And the real beats, bro, will that get me home?

I don’t know man, I don’t know man, I don’t know man

I don’t know, I don’t know