• 标题:MOTTO
  • 歌手:NF
  • 专辑:MOTTO
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    MOTTO - NF
    Lyrics by:Tommee Profitt/Nate Feuerstein
    Composed by:Tommee Profitt/Nate Feuerstein
    I could write a record full of radio songs
    Do a bunch of features that my label would love
    Do a bunch of features that I don't even like
    Just to build up the hype yeah
    I could sell my house and move out to LA
    Get inside of rooms with the biggest of names
    Hire fifty people just to give me advice
    On the way I should write
    Oh God
    Yeah sounds like a nightmare if you ask me
    Yeah went from my bedroom to the big leagues
    You know how many times that I was told things
    Wouldn't work
    But worked out havin' cold feet
    Didn't keep me from success but delayed it some
    I used to be the guy who'd kill to get a number one
    I had to hear "That song's a hit" before I thought it was
    But nowadays I don't really give a
    What
    Yeah
    Might catch me at the award show
    Eatin' popcorn in the back row
    Catchin' Zs with my hat low
    No nominations but it's cool though
    You might see me in the same clothes
    I had on last week am I ashamed
    No
    You heard the sayin' "If it ain't broke
    Don't fix it" that's my motto
    Yeah I miss buyin' CDs at the store
    And thumbin' through the cases tryin' to make a choice
    That don't make no sense to you
    Well of course
    See one man's inconvenience is another's joy
    Wow wow how are you unemployed
    Tellin' me to get a life
    You should look at yours
    Yup
    Congratulations you can raise your voice
    Hope you break both of your legs fallin' off your horse
    Oh snap
    This is the industry
    Where it ain't how big you are it's how big you seem
    Where people sacrifice the art tryin' to chase a dream
    Then they wonder why they music's lackin' creativity
    Oh yeah
    Would've gave anything
    To be respected by the artist I was listening
    To but not no more them days are history
    Skip the red carpet you lookin' for me
    You might catch me at the award show
    Got my feet propped up
    Leave my shirts untucked
    I'm the boss so what
    I do what I want
    You got the trophy that's great
    I'm happy for you no hate
    Still got a smile on my face
    Chillin' in the back like "Hey"
    No nominations but it's cool though oh God