Mike Posner, Ty Dolla $ign - Look What I’ve Become lyrics
Ty Dolla $ign [Tyrone William Griffin Jr.] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Mike Posner, Ty Dolla $ign - Look What I’ve Become lyrics]
Dwilly, I'm scared
Walked across Ohio, took me 50 days
I talked to the stars
They were happy that I came
Some days, I'm a genius others, I'm insane
There is somethin' gorgeous
Underneath the pain
I can feel it liftin', woo, I'm feelin' good
I'm thinkin' 'bout David from
My old neighborhood
A warm and perfect white light
In each of my cells
I used to be a pop singer, now I am myself
Yeah, I took a little time right
Now just to count my blessings
Count my blessings, count, count, count
Took a little time right now
Just to count my blessings
Count my blessings, okay
Even when I'm fallin'
There's somethin' underneath
Somethin' that is perfect
It's almost like a dream
Yeah, I know Vincent Van Gogh
I know Princess Di and David Foster Wallace
He calls me all the time
If I think 'bout paradise, I'd imagine this
No drugs or no alcohol 'cause
I'm high as it is
Yeah, I don't want your money
I am simply done i just walked away, huh
Look what I've become
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become
Rollin' through South Central
Better watch your ass
Bars all on my window, pistol on my bed-stand
To live and die in LA
Couldn't make it off of minimum wage
I had to get the big body Mercedes
Cop a Rollie, plus one for my lady, my lady
I always knew I'd be a legend
Saw it in my dreams
I had to keep one eye open
I could barely sleep (Sleep)
I had to kill 'em with
Success like they the enemy
Murder, murder, murder, Lord, mercy me
I stopped smokin' last year, fuck that
Started back again
God don't make no accidents
Look what I've become
Yeah, look what I've become
Walked across Ohio, took me 50 days
I talked to the stars
They were happy that I came
Some days, I'm a genius others, I'm insane
There is somethin' gorgeous
Underneath the pain
I can feel it liftin', woo, I'm feelin' good
I'm thinkin' 'bout David from
My old neighborhood
A warm and perfect white light
In each of my cells
I used to be a pop singer, now I am myself
Yeah, I took a little time right
Now just to count my blessings
Count my blessings, count, count, count
Took a little time right now
Just to count my blessings
Count my blessings, okay
Even when I'm fallin'
There's somethin' underneath
Somethin' that is perfect
It's almost like a dream
Yeah, I know Vincent Van Gogh
I know Princess Di and David Foster Wallace
He calls me all the time
If I think 'bout paradise, I'd imagine this
No drugs or no alcohol 'cause
I'm high as it is
Yeah, I don't want your money
I am simply done i just walked away, huh
Look what I've become
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become (Woo, woo)
Look what I've become
Rollin' through South Central
Better watch your ass
Bars all on my window, pistol on my bed-stand
To live and die in LA
Couldn't make it off of minimum wage
I had to get the big body Mercedes
Cop a Rollie, plus one for my lady, my lady
I always knew I'd be a legend
Saw it in my dreams
I had to keep one eye open
I could barely sleep (Sleep)
I had to kill 'em with
Success like they the enemy
Murder, murder, murder, Lord, mercy me
I stopped smokin' last year, fuck that
Started back again
God don't make no accidents
Look what I've become
Yeah, look what I've become