DeLaZoo - Elsewhere Better lyrics

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DeLaZoo - Elsewhere Better lyrics

[Verse 1] DeLaZoo Time's kinda like a bad a** child the way it won't sit still While I'm sitting, wishing, waiting 'til my hopes get real It pa**es People change start forgetting your name 'Til you realize every barrier that you broke is rebuilt I was a, weird kid, the type you ignored in cla** 'Till I found rap, fashioned it an event for me Year later packing local venues, opening for majors, and you couldn't begin to think what that meant to me While I tried to shake my city under, still, when they moved on Following new trends and they're singing the new song Which new kids are singing, who allegedly bring it Kinda sad my voice gets hooked but I've been gone for too long To even begin to think that I'd be holding the spot See these K-Zoo kids rapping whether they know me or not I relate to them, not even to lesser degrees When the viewers new DLZ's buzz is better than me? Ain't no hard feelings buddy, I just hope I helped your path That sh** wasn't easy for me, city didn't have my back 'Til I gave it to them, silver platter, opening for people they admired Now I gotta couples listens on my track So I'm, sitting here in this empty apartment And maybe it'll feel like home, where music is started But even if nothing happens, it's been a hell of a year Don't know where I'm headed yet, but I know it's better than here [Hook] I'm here, on my own Still made a promise to myself In one or two I'm coming back home And never remember why I first left It's funny how instantly that I've grown too all the people I'm supposed too But every step from my home is towards somewhere better than this [Verse 2] Got arrogant for a second Figured my YouTube buzz was a type of movement of sorts Nothing like an unprepared meeting with Atlantic Records to remind you just what in the f** you're doing this for A&R said, "Decent lines, didn't really feel it, didn't hear a POV and never saw a true me." But who's to blame for that, walking in there with an ego Trying to chop myself a label off of "Calm, Cool, Clean" I just never wanna be, rapper, a privileged teen With a Canon 5d that my parents got me Super HD videos every other week Lil SnapBack, Mac Miller, cut and copies Money in my pocket does not mean that it's mine And until I lay a claim I am not flaunting a dime I was raised with some seldom opportunities I'll handle whip and houses It's only a matter of time before I make my parents proud of their f** up kid With that car crash and school failing drug test sh** Another mortifying meeting with the PTA To acknowledge that I probably wasn't easy to raise And for every vulgar show that you were up in the front And every time a teacher called for you to stick up for your son If I make it to the Grammy's, I'll buy my Momma something pretty And I'll walk her down the carpet so she'll piss them off with me [Chorus}