Brooke Shields

You only call when I’m relevant
It’s never on the low just to help a bit
Silly me I thought there’s nothing you want out of it
If money talks then your currency is counterfeit, hold up
I need your undivided
When I arrive there’s an awkward silence
My stocks up and my profits rising
Had to put it in a song so I can proficise (?) it
Writing songs Jake’s room with the bad lighting
Penning songs that we can start flying
Overseas to the states cos I’m aware our own states really ain’t vibing
It’s probably best that you stay silent
Me & Jake on a tear and we ain’t scared so we ain’t stopping
All these lames wanna say sorry
Shouts to MJ but what’s there when there ain’t Scottie?
We sit back and watch the game copy
New girl looking like young Brooke Shields
Old girl telling me just how that feels
I don’t get close to these highlight reels
Young dumb wild, so we ride those thrills, tonight
Ooh wow, wow ooh
Ooh wow, wow ooh
Ooh woah, woah
Yeaah
One time if you’re all about the paseos
Two times if you’re trying to get some bank notes
I know she ain’t never worn a halo
But I don’t really mind, ‘cos I ain’t looking for an angel
It’s no lie it really does happen overnight
For 10 years my career was an oversight
Late nights at every bar for the open mic
To messaging a thousand blogs without no reply
You tell me to keep thinking of a better place
Grown man who’s still living at his parents place
You want honesty this verse took me 7 takes
But with you I always stumble what I’m tryna say
Let’s set it straight you know I’m tired of my own voice
To my city I was null and void
When every manager and agent or a label had a different choice
Always listen to your heart, disregard the noise
It’s bittersweet I wanna celebrate my own choices
I’d rather stress and prefer to let my friends enjoy it
Two steps ahead of snakes and their attempts to void it
Always real so my purity is never poisoned
Bridge:
Old man talking to me when it’s late night
Telling me to do my best, my best
Ex girl try to hit me on the FaceTime
She just wanna impress, impress now
I’m just trying to change my life
And that shit keeps my up all night
These Backstreet Dreams are fading
These Backstreet dreams are fading, away